November 3, 2000 | |
babble-ab-lability
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I want it to be a glimpse I want it to be grass I want it to be glass I want it to be a dance I want it to be imperfection I want it to be circular I want to negate, drill, chill, thrrrrilll, untombed, bright, a bridge, a ladder, a bridge, a ladder, sigh Shaking off a quantity of random sounds and rhythm like a dog getting ready for finally the weekend |