08-16-2005, 02:24 AM
jahcs,Aug 15 2005, 07:48 PM Wrote:Dammit! Now you tell me. :P
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Love changes too.
Before 30. You can strut through a room proudly with the lights on. Maybe hanging a little hat or something off of nature's coat hanger.
After 30, you turn off the lights and dart through the room in shame, not daring to play any silly games hanging objects off of something.
After about 50 or so, you stop caring. And walk around as naked as possible all of the time.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."