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

domingo, 22 de outubro de 2006

Chickens don't fly

Chickens don't fly
But they have got the wings
No matter how hard they try
They bump into things
They're all running around
With their heads on the ground
They got a wish bone
Where their back bone should have grown

[de «Worms», Beth Orton]