darkhairedgirl:
.electronic information tampers with your soul.
darkhairedgirl:
.love hurts.
darkhairedgirl:
.the most evident utensil.
darkhairedgirl:
.what brings you down to earth?.
darkhairedgirl:
.if it's loud enough I can't hear my own thoughts.
darkhairedgirl:
.runnin' through your blood.
darkhairedgirl:
.i know the words.
darkhairedgirl:
81/i am the mod-ren man!
darkhairedgirl:
maybe today, we can put the past away...
darkhairedgirl:
ever feel like you've lost control?
darkhairedgirl:
say i am...
darkhairedgirl:
you always make me smile.
darkhairedgirl:
82/i'm sorry it's like this/
darkhairedgirl:
.sooner or later this happens to everyone.
darkhairedgirl:
the magician showed me the way
darkhairedgirl:
i jumped across for you...
darkhairedgirl:
.silence is the medicine.
darkhairedgirl:
we'll all float on, ok.
darkhairedgirl:
.some people believe a photograph traps your mortal soul.
darkhairedgirl:
.now i realize, i had different eyes.
darkhairedgirl:
making conversation
darkhairedgirl:
wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves away?
darkhairedgirl:
.even in a hurricane of frowns, you could be my luck.
darkhairedgirl:
om mani padme hum
darkhairedgirl:
talk amongst yourselves while i try to figure it out
darkhairedgirl:
do you hear that voice inside your head?
darkhairedgirl:
.even before i was born, i'd remember you to carry on.
darkhairedgirl:
the cognoscenti don't like us
