AUGUST 20, 2008 @ 11:34 AM | NO COMMENTS
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"I'll Never Get Home" by Eniac :
20,000 is a perfect number
They sit together
and you and me
I've been crawling on the carpet for four hours now
Burning holes in my knees for your hand
You are my red-faced girl.
Dark hair, darkest eyes
Who wishes she had darker skin
I hope when it turns midnight
You don't leave me when the sunny lights are gone
I'll be cold, in the room
at the window
all alone
When your car starts for the forty-nine
I don't want to take your hand
I'll take your way of life away and then
Where the drums you won't be welcome
I missed the ship that took them back all the way across the ocean
but your family came from here
But I didn't sail here to destroy you
I came all the way across the ocean just to hold you
The A.I.M won't support me because I don't look like them, to them
But I didn't sail here to destroy you
I came all the way across the ocean just to hold you
"I'll Never Get Home" by Eniac :
20,000 is a perfect number
They sit together
and you and me
I've been crawling on the carpet for four hours now
Burning holes in my knees for your hand
You are my red-faced girl.
Dark hair, darkest eyes
Who wishes she had darker skin
I hope when it turns midnight
You don't leave me when the sunny lights are gone
I'll be cold, in the room
at the window
all alone
When your car starts for the forty-nine
I don't want to take your hand
I'll take your way of life away and then
Where the drums you won't be welcome
I missed the ship that took them back all the way across the ocean
but your family came from here
But I didn't sail here to destroy you
I came all the way across the ocean just to hold you
The A.I.M won't support me because I don't look like them, to them
But I didn't sail here to destroy you
I came all the way across the ocean just to hold you
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20,000 is a perfect number
They sit together
and you and me
I've been crawling on the carpet for four hours now
Burning holes in my knees for your hand
You are my red-faced girl.
Dark hair, darkest eyes
Who wishes she had darker skin
I hope when it turns midnight
You don't leave me when the sunny lights are gone
I'll be cold, in the room
at the window
all alone
When your car starts for the forty-nine
I don't want to take your hand
I'll take your way of life away and then
Where the drums you won't be welcome
I missed the ship that took them back all the way across the ocean
but your family came from here
But I didn't sail here to destroy you
I came all the way across the ocean just to hold you
The A.I.M won't support me because I don't look like them, to them
But I didn't sail here to destroy you
I came all the way across the ocean just to hold you