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[shankledoken]

Step out the front door like a ghost
into the fog where no one notices
the contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you
the angels get a better view
of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
I walk in the air between the rain
through myself and back again
Where? I don't know.....

Counting Crows "Round Here"

Comments

[jessenigma]

That's one of my favorite songs.

[anonymous]

Counting Crows suck.