Thursday, June 25, 2009
Lets be the very best of friends.
I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere
-Iron & Wine; Flightless Bird, American Mouth.
Anything But Emily
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