2009
12.10
12.10
I can be found at my desk humming bars of this song. Not too loud to disturb my fellow cubicle-dwellers, but probably enough to make them think I’m a bit nuts. But it’s a beautiful song and I can’t help it.
Ever away from seeing more than life
The morning lies miles away from the night
No man ever could steal her heart
But with bright gold coins I’ll take my shot
The morning lies miles away from the night
No man ever could steal her heart
But with bright gold coins I’ll take my shot
And all it takes to fall
If you don’t walk, might as well crawl
(music)
All it takes to fall
What a quiet world after all
Of the things that you guessed will come
What a moment it was after all
