running to stand still

September 2nd, 2011

10:25 am

vienmēr, kad braucu prom, ir apmēram šitā. moloko - over and over uz repeat.

Since that day I wake up early
Every morning which is good
But my stomach's churning, call me,
It would be nice if you could
Some days I question
The suggestion
You might not exist at all
Can we meet and talk it over
Would you be kind enough to call
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