12/11/08

emergency (with clothes this time)

I'm writing on airwaves, I'm writing on the air I'm writing on your memory, I'm writing on the microphone The swords of truth, the back of the car Due my attack but you know I always sing Strike me down, strike me down Strike me down, strike me down Cos I am an island, a mountain, a river And as I see that, you know I am thinking This music's symbolic, this music is weightless

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