the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Hung Up

This was the greatest story ever told.
And I'm waiting for it to get old,
But there's no one else who knows this song.
So it sticks with me.
It pricks me in the sides saying,
"I'll never let you hide me."
This is something that couldn't stay home
Insatiable and never filled.
I'm carting Jesse up a hill
And if I ever had the will,
I would never want to sleep alone.
I don't ever want to sleep alone.

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