Serendipity

The laws of chance, strange as it seems,
Take us exactly where we most likely need to be
[David Byrne]

terça-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2004

Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind (2)

I am lost to the longing
I am molded by my memory
Had to shut down half my mind
Just to still the space you left behind
'Cause I am pushing cobwebs and I'm folding into myself
Who will find me under this mean sleep?
[de «Mean Sleep», Cree Summer & Lenny Kravitz]