posted on Saturday, February 14, 2009 @ 11:00 PM
Flightless Bird, American Mouth by Iron & Wine
I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere
Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth
Big pill looming Now I'm a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos Those fishing lures thrown in the cold
And clean blood of Christ mountain stream
Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth
Big pill stuck going down
some how , I love the way it is :D
You walk pass me without manners . For the first time , you're in black . and I predicted you're white for the past days. I'm righttt :)
Lmao. Azell , Sasha & Jas , dont be so naughty , chapter 4 . *grinss. We'll gonna sit in front for the next class. bliss , man ! GG . Happy twilight-th valentine ! :) Man man-B ! you've got your valentine cakeeyyy. congrats ! way too short , shazy standing in the drain . lmao.
GrrR , tests are all around but there's still bundles of hw waiting for mee. biased home work-maker !
and I do really miss the dream. all.bout.you. *giggle
Labels: faith, leisure, studies
