in honor of the approaching All Saints' Eve... a few lyrics...
Take a little walk to the edge of town, go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms like a bird of doom, as it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires, in the humming wires,
Hey man you know you're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge, past the mills past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with a red right hand.
happy haunting.
Take a little walk to the edge of town, go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms like a bird of doom, as it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires, in the humming wires,
Hey man you know you're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge, past the mills past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with a red right hand.
happy haunting.
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that sucks that your first day "live" was so stressful. i'm not surprised that you went first--you rock. it will get easier with a little practice......i hope!
good luck with that again today!
and, um, my profile pic......sounds like you've got that subject on the brain or something.......lol
p.s. the profile pick is called "lonely flower"....hehe
my flower is lonely......hehehe.....(say that in a beavis and butthead sort of way for the full effect)
[Edited on Oct 14, 2003 3:15AM]
just jokin
we always have a blast and we're trying to find someone to follow us around with a camera to catch all the madness, it would be a riot!
good lyrics
ps in your pic you look alot like that drummer from incubus
damn sexy! lol