And there were those that wait. Actions of the past coming home to roost late with unforced purity, break away cold layers of inaction, and the thaw began.
My arms are getting thinner and my waist is getting tight, voice hissing talk over the phone; losing weight, losing weight.
But my heart is heavy, down on my bed, getting thin.
It's the call; the call dont ask questions. Dont ask another about the call just go.
It gets like this sometimes, so i took a break and opened a can of coffee, fresh three and one half scoops, drop down in the filter, turn on the radio, Robert J Blues thank you for the invitation. Bathrobe loose on the waist, ready to start fresh, run fingers through my hair
moment by moment taste so good. I hope you can hear me.
Note added 2008 of course this sucks. u dont choose your visions.
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