Here's a girl with stars in her ears. And she wears stripes across her chest. Her shiny teeth they bite the best. I'd love to wear one round my wrist. A strange devotion you might say but there are things I cannot tame.
When there's nothing to do but this. Just hang on the edge of a kiss.
One day those eyes will search a room. One day those eyes will rest on you.
Lyrics by Fireworks Night. You can listen to the song here.
Thursday, 5 November 2009
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something very poignant about medals...
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