The moon came with me. The sea wanted to paint the sky with chandeliers. And I fell for a dawn, a treasure of night. Silver linings break the crested sand like turtles and doves on canvas. The brush flows with silk. The dream returns to dream again.
I give the moon to you.
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gumbercules - February 17, 2006 (09:02 PM) This reminds me of Expo '86 by Death Cab for Cutie. The thing is, I don't know why. It really has nothing in common with the song. I just instantly thought of it after I read this. |
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Genj - February 17, 2006 (09:52 PM) THE SQUEAKING OF OUR SKIN AGAINST THE STEEL IS GETTING WORSE. |