onsdag 1 juli 2009

Nightingale, sing us a song

Does it seem like I'm looking for an answer to a question I can't ask?
I don't know which way the feather falls
Or if i should blow it to the left


All the voices that are spinnin' around me
Trying to tell me what to say
Can I fly right behind you?
And you can take me away..

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