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Aug. 27th, 2002 10:56 amthe weather pines & wanes
& gets sticky all over again.
all the acorns are falling on
the brick walk.
paul talks to himself, here.
i'm just waiting to pretend
to work, again.
and a walk in the garden
wears me down
i think i'm fakin it
this feeling of fakin it
not really makin it
& gets sticky all over again.
all the acorns are falling on
the brick walk.
paul talks to himself, here.
i'm just waiting to pretend
to work, again.
and a walk in the garden
wears me down
i think i'm fakin it
this feeling of fakin it
not really makin it