I want to stand in front of you,
your throbbing, heaving masses
for once, just to have you listen.
I'll wrap the cables around my body,
make a web,
make them all viens and arteries and inputs and outputs,
streaming forth a human condition, my condition.
And maybe you'll grab and try to pull it to your skin,
to make it run with your blood,
beat in the same rhythm.
I'll see it in your stares, your wondering gaze,
wanting to be true to a part,
wishing you could dance all the same;
Arms out, chest pointed towards the sky,
head tilted back, endlessly swallowing "Why?"
Then I can feel undone.
--Song for the moment--"Mercy Street" Peter Gabriel
your throbbing, heaving masses
for once, just to have you listen.
I'll wrap the cables around my body,
make a web,
make them all viens and arteries and inputs and outputs,
streaming forth a human condition, my condition.
And maybe you'll grab and try to pull it to your skin,
to make it run with your blood,
beat in the same rhythm.
I'll see it in your stares, your wondering gaze,
wanting to be true to a part,
wishing you could dance all the same;
Arms out, chest pointed towards the sky,
head tilted back, endlessly swallowing "Why?"
Then I can feel undone.
--Song for the moment--"Mercy Street" Peter Gabriel
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distant:
the address you wanted is now in the journal entry, i edited it for ya
tuesday:
Hey blameshift. I love Ashville, I try to get up there a few times a year. It's amazing how there's more rockin bookstores and record stores pack into two streets of Ashville then in the entire city of charlotte.