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Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves
An echo of a distant time comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.

And no one called us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's
Something stirs and something tries
Starts to climb toward the light.


Sunday, January 27, 2008

The Love You Take

This will be GW's last State of the Union speech. So begins the end.

4 comments:

Todd Wheeler said...

Cool. I loved ignoring the previous seven. This one should be the best on to not watch ever!

Steve Buchheit said...

Make popcorn to not watch it. Might as well enjoy the silence.

ThatGreenyFlower said...

Hip hip HOORAY!

Steve Buchheit said...

Greeny, you said it.