I wouldn't mind a little silence in my head
Maybe not have a thought for a minute
Remember that day at the beach?
We climbed the fence and had a wodka bottle each
Just the wind blowing through our hair
No thought in my mind while sitting there
Watching clouds pass by
Maybe something I'll do with my next guy
But when I sit there alone
My thoughts just go on and on
and on
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
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