December 2009
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crystal visions
Do you know the way To the silver coloured road By the city that’s run dry On a sequin covered horse And they’re waiting for us to arrive 200 naked pure gold girls And then I said I’ll watch them ride Made of crystals in the sand If you want to taste you can In the city where the people are alone She held lightning in her hands She’s been cornered by the man I pretend no...
Watch(via the-amphigory)
original song from wild at heart by david lynch
new gentlemen's club →
“s u b w a y s o n g”
Midnight in the subway She’s on her way home She tries hard not to run But she feels she’s not alone Echoes of footsteps Follow close behind But she dare not turn around Turn around
adore no t-shirts. →
i am the fly tonight.
Crawling Over your window you think I'm confused I'm waiting for the divergent wasp To complete my current ruse You use a plate-glass screen To protect my chosen target But there's an air-pellet hole I can crawl through to you I am the fly in the ointment I can spread more disease than the fleas Which nibble away at your window display Yes I am the fly in the ointment I shake you down to say...
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but now I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.umberto eco
