diane and the dark
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it begins with so little- a glance... a look... a gesture. down the hall from me lives an enigma; an amalgamation of light and contradiction. i knew who she was. magazines adorn her image. movies capture her presence. i caught another glance in the elevator today. she was too busy talking to him to notice me. sometimes, at night, i can feel her body press up against me as she breathes in and out in her sleep.
the TV steals her and puts her on display again. the media made her a commodity- but they can never have my diane. and i feel her and i see her and i get lost in her eyes again- here, now, lying in the dark. "smooth sailing", a voice said.
and soon tomorrow will come, and i'll try to make out the difference between love and fantasy, movies and reality, diane and the darkness.
in the end, no one really knows anything about things said in the dark.
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it begins with so little- a glance... a look... a gesture. down the hall from me lives an enigma; an amalgamation of light and contradiction. i knew who she was. magazines adorn her image. movies capture her presence. i caught another glance in the elevator today. she was too busy talking to him to notice me. sometimes, at night, i can feel her body press up against me as she breathes in and out in her sleep.
the TV steals her and puts her on display again. the media made her a commodity- but they can never have my diane. and i feel her and i see her and i get lost in her eyes again- here, now, lying in the dark. "smooth sailing", a voice said.
and soon tomorrow will come, and i'll try to make out the difference between love and fantasy, movies and reality, diane and the darkness.
in the end, no one really knows anything about things said in the dark.
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i'll be your danny elfmann if you're my sophia coppola ;-)
(now, that sounds far worst that it is, really ;-)
[Edited on Feb 11, 2004 11:30PM]