2003-06-19 - 11:13 p.m.

where i took your picture away

and in my wallet

like a saint from some other place

that picture repays

my eyes as they glaze

a thousand lashes

from a love long gone away

i'll know that you're gone for good

when the dawn kicks me awake

i'll dress and move on put on what i can take

so take and get on you sweet thing

there's a phone call aimed at me tonight

here it comes, out go my lights

leaves me nowhere far out of sight

now i've got the frame

and some baggage that i claimed

i came home to

a world sadly changed

so i got stoned

until i thought this house was a home

but when i came down

i found myself alone

i'll know that you're gone for good

when the dawn kicks me alive

i know we'll go on somehow we'll both survive

so take and get on you sweet thing

tonight you'll find me

alone and getting high

up we float, down i fly

leave me nowhere, far out of sight

leaves me nowhere, far out of sight"

Tip of the day:"I have a cheese-shredder at home, which is its positive name. They don't call it by its negative name, which is sponge-ruiner. Because I wanted to clean it, and now I have little bits of sponge that would melt easily over tortilla chips..."

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