%%knife%% -- 2004-03-04 // 12:22 p.m.
im sitting here really dirty with a cockatoo on my shoulder nibbling at the long curls in my hair from just waking up. Naveed plays...serenades the little birdy. its interesting to know that this cd came out when i was only 8 years old. i can remember when i condemned this music, damned it all to hell...what kind of notion was that? it seems that everyday is just another day just a little closer to the edge of falling in that god forsaken hole again. its spring time little boy...come out and play...careless and free....its spring time little girl....come out and play....dont fret, leave all your problems in the melting snow banks. ah fuck it, you know just as well as i do whats happening to us. neither of us can stop it. i can already see the silver linings passing over head.