the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Friday, July 23, 2010

Solar Electronica

I can show you what I meant to see
When reality won't hold my dreams,
When investments for the sake of pride
Can't ride out past the groaning gates.
The irony is rusting over
And it's hard enough to trust me sober,
So read me like the Sunday Times,
I'm eleven more just for a dime.

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