Sunday, April 26, 2009

#235 Wheel


We're all line dancing in a furnace of sex and misfortune
the fires are scorching but if we keep dancing we will survi-i-i-ive.
We're all romancing just as much as is romantically possible;
as much as it costs it will all be worth, it at the end of the night, when we're still alive.

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