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Tuesday, March 3, 2009

I know you're wondering
just exactly why Im here
what's the word, what am I doing
when everything, and nothing seems so clear.

And as your light shines out
across a dark purple sky
you hold me up and we shout
and we laugh, and we cry.

We leave our footprints on a cold sandy shore
and see that we are both entirely wrong
the continuing current reclaims us once more
while both of our souls hang there in the fog