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Saturday, October 16, 2010




Stairs to nowhere climb, I take them all the time. Crawling on my knees, walking that old fine line. And when I'm alone and scared, I think of little rhymes. They would make no sense to you, but I make them all the time. And time's all mine. And time's all mine. It's the little pills you find. Crushed to dust, rolling out of sight, they end up in the strangest places. But I take them all the time. And time's all mine. And time's all mine. When everyone is false I tell them I'm just fine I can't remember their names. But I fake them all the time, and time's all mine, and time's all mine, and time's all mine. And time's all mine. And when I'm alone and scared, I think of little rhymes. They would make no sense to you. But I make them all the time. - Little rhymes/Mercury Rev

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