Monday, September 21, 2009

29.99 Brunswick Bowling

Exogenesis Satisfaction Wild Horses






- I -
Aping my soul
You stole my overture
Trapped in God's program
Oh I can't escape
I can't forgive you
and I can't forget
Who are we?
Where are we?
When are we?
Why are we in here?

- II -
Rise above the crowds
and wade through toxic clouds
Breach the outer sphere
The edge of all our fears
Rest with you
We are counting on you
Its up to you
Spread, our codes to the stars
You must rescue us all
Tell us, tell us your final wish?
Now we know you can never return
Tell us, tell us your final wish?
We will tell it to the world

- III -
Let's start over again
Why can't we start it over again
Just let us start it over again
And we'll be good
This time we'll get it, get it right
It's our last chance to forgive ourselves


Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Wire Humidifer To Furance With Hum






.
.
.






Vos "you have a girlfriend?
"Bride ... girlfriend?
Yes, someone who loves you and who want.
Oh no ... of ESO I have.



Sunday, September 6, 2009

Tv's On Sale After Super Bowl

Tomato




.
.
.






Like a tomato in the rain I've got that feeling again.
Like Grey hound in a race I've got a rabbit to chase.




(And if you do not write, is to avoid entanglement in apocalyptic thoughts recurring.)