Friday, June 27, 2008
I don't know what song I wanted my life to be. Maybe a Beatles song. Or a Wings song. But my life is a Hold Steady song. My life is an Afghan Whigs song. I am a Smiths song. Or even worse, a Morrissey song. I know all the words. And I can sing it to you so well. Maybe you'll be able to hear it far, far away.
Photo - S
Words - S
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