martes, 18 de enero de 2011

And in the point between the rain outside and hanging suspended in the air with the room around you spinning. you'll find the time if you need it. 2,500 miles apart and i never saw it clearer. we've prayed for moments like this: little sparks, little hits from someone else's god. how hanging out of a 15th-storey window has never felt so relaxing.
bring out the real fun.
turn on the real drums.

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