some kind of abstraction.

My photo
somewhere in space
physics makes us human bitches.

10 November 2009

the departure.

My eye's a camera
My feelings film
One hour to develop into my own newsreel
I tell you one thing you take it as the opposite
Don't keep me too long
I see no future in this
No future in this

We dance together you got me for tonight
Forget we ever made it in daylight
I only told you, you got it all mapped out
It's too much too soon
Let's dance just for tonight
Let's dance just for tonight

Your eyes they follow my every move
You make me nervous can't you see
I'm not in love with you

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