You feed other people's parking meters
You encourage the eating of ice cream
You would somersault in sand with me
You talk to loners, you ask how's your week
You give love to all and give love to me
You're obsessed with hiding the sticks and stones
When I feel the unknown
You feel like home, you feel like home
You're the warmth in my summer breeze
You're the ivory to my ebony keys
You would share your last jelly bean
You would somersault in sand with me
You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
You saved me
You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
See I had shrunk yet still you wore me around
And 'round and 'round
- Somersault.Zero 7
Fat Records would appreciate lyrics like these.
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My free and easy days are coming to an end. Wish I can spend all my days with the vintage clothes and the website. Unfortunately I'm seriously running out of money. Before the fashion empire is established, I need an external source to feed it.
Sigh. Such is life.
AEON launch on 1 Oct. Back to the grindstone on 6 Oct.
Goodbye freedom.
I should order these chops in preparation for the corporate world again…
ThinkGeek :: Abusive Stamps
I think I'm going to drink myself silly tonight.
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