I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Very Particular Tastes
So, every time I hear about the 50 Shades of Grey movie, this is the soundtrack in my head.
Ah, those 80's music video production values and aesthetics.
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