Friday 25 December 2009

Say hallelujah, say goodnight.

"I'm saying your name in the grocery store, I'm saying your name on the bridge at dawn.
Your name like an aminal covered with frost,
your name like music that's been transposed,
a suit of fur, a coat of mud, a kick in the pants, a lungfull of glass,
the sails in wind and the slap of waves on the hull of a boat that's sinking to the sound of mermaids singing love songs,
and the tug of a simple profound sadness when it sounds so far away."

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