Tuesday, December 23, 2008

all the way to san francisco, as i chased the end of your road

















i want to know my fate,
if i'll keep up this way
it's hard to want to stay awake

when everyone you need
they all seem to be asleep
you wonder if you've missed a dream

you can't see a dream.
-death cab for cutie, bixby canyon bridge

[in the silence, it became so very clear that you have long ago disappeared. i cursed myself for being surprised - that this didn't play like it did in my mind.]

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