Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Warehouse

Out with the girls... I heard Dave all night. He is stalking me.

Hey reckless mind
Don't throw away your playful beginnings
You and I
Will fumble around in the touches and be sure to...




And here I sit
Life goes on, end of tunnel, TV set
Spot in the middle
Static fade, statistical bit
And soon I'll fade away, I'll fade away


Leave all the lights on

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Awesome!

I remember when Dave was an aspiring folk song singer/writer.