Friday, April 25, 2008

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Dedication To Weight Training

Got my fever down, and weighed it up, and I know the Sounds remaining
won't strain all the silt from my eyes.
Bleach the green from the pastures, feast on the gray Of the night, straight from the vines refusal to shine
You're my favourite thing - You're my favourite thing
one that I love
one so I'd die ..for your love
Blind the deafened moon, stimulate the tombs of angels
Open my heart won't fall apart
..So Don't fall apart
You're my favourite thing - You're my favourite thing
one that I love
one so I'd die ..for your love
And I feel like letting go