big Hand laying on top of the small hand straight up midnight.
water drip dropping in the kitchen sink like a dusty jackhammer
solving Chinese algebra in the Blazing noonday Sun
good bye baby so long girl.
you knew the drill off the top of
your head you knew how to make me hurt....so good
I dreamt that dream again last night standing in the middle of the floor.the music was low the tempo real slow
just how we did a thousand times before but this time, this time baby
they were just four walls ,the music playing and the closing of the door.
Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 9:28 AM UTC
big Hand laying on top of the small hand straight up midnight.
water drip dropping in the kitchen sink like a dusty jackhammer
solving Chinese algebra in the Blazing noonday Sun
good bye baby so long girl.
you knew the drill off the top of
your head you knew how to make me hurt....so good
I dreamt that dream again last night standing in the middle of the floor.the music was low the tempo real slow
just how we did a thousand times before but this time, this time baby
they were just four walls ,the music playing and the closing of the door.
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