Anarchaia

Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)

12aug2008

Straws (continued)

And with the horses prancin’ through the fields,
With my knife in my jeans and the rain on the shield,
I sang a song for the glory of the beauty of you,
Waitin’ for me in your dress of blue
— Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds, Till The End Of The World

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Imagination takes the shadows away
Everyday I’ve been without you
Imagination keeps the shadows away
Everday I stay without you
Too many times, without you
— Xymox, Imagination