Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Three Days

Well this whole world, yeah it flips and twists and kicks, and you've got three days, three long days till you'll see straight again. Then flip it up again and watch your vision blur as you stumble out the door, and if you need me I'll be on a plane to Europe. And if I need you you'll be sitting on the floor, wondering where it all went down, but you'll never get up, no, you'll never stand up and run to that place. When discomfort is comfortable, you'll never flip your world, but it only takes three days, just three long days till your vision clears and you see again. If I could I'd show you, save you, take you, like I just saved myself.

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