In This Moment, by Cutie In A Death Cab |
In this moment, perfection floats. Though everything isn't clear and I can't make sense of the the words running helter skelter through the lines in my brain. It doesn't phase me. It doesn't drive me anywhere i haven't been. |
Posted: 2005-01-21 00:03:58 UTC |
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