The secret is to bang the rocks together, guys.
And no one sings me lullabyes
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
When does rapier whit become old-man grumpiness?
It's the other "coming of age" story.
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