Everyone I see I think I've known before
From the opera house to the grocery store
My love for them I cannot ignore
Like a human voice in a quiet morgue
But I don't want to wear no dead man's suit
I don't want to wait until the moon turns blue
I don't want to dream if it won't come true--
If there's something in me, well, I guess it's in you
[Photo thanks to PennLive.com]
2 comments:
the best.
i will let you scribble on my shoulder in the middle of hundreds of people and flashing lights and a singing soul any time you want.
love.
oh man i love this. i love the big hat and can almost hear the southern accent
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