Some songs just save your life. wake up one day with a jarring, hapless 'what the fuck' and smack you right across that fetid face to remind you there are a hundred reasons you should be smiling. yelling. waving your fists in endless rapture at the chance just to breathe in the presence of beauty. that beauty's all around you. frail and brusque and earnest. that to surrender your days to the tawdry solace of night is a sin you can't always redeem.
Because when you do, you leave hope to the lechers.
And those fuckers don't earn a thing.
Unnamed Expression.mp3
7.19.2007
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