"I can count the cracks in the ceiling all day long. I guess the birds they just went south, but I've got no where to go, it's 31 and falling, I've been dreaming of you darling, in case you'd like to know...God damn my wasted time, ringing all the bells. If I could hold my tongue, just long enough to get me through the door then you won't know...rewind the tape while your back is turned, fold my arms and pull the curtains closed, bury the roses in the backyard and darlin' never mind what I might have said, before, before, God damn my wasted time, ringing all the bells...I've got half a mind to lie to you half a mind to tell you everything I have to tell, to tell, to tell. I've been wasting my time I know I know better, and I'm tired of waxing sentimental, I'm tired of saying please, please, tired of waiting, I'm tired of waiting." ~~
Chris PurekaAs you can probably tell...I loooooovvvve Chris Pureka. Her lyrics make me cry. Her songs are so amazingly beautiful. I highly HIGHLY recommend googling the song 31 and Falling and listening to her sing these unforgettable lyrics. So preeettty.
I am doing a lot better. Getting back on the horsey. YAY!
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