Monday, June 1, 2009

+ happy june first, part 2. +



i just ordered this book today.


andnowiwant

5: where will you be in five years?


a year of mornings: 3191 miles apart




you come from parents' wanton
a childhood rough and rotten
i come from wealth and beauty
untouched by work or duty

and oh, my love, my love.
and oh, my love, my love.
we both go down together.

i found you, a tattooed tramp
a dirty daughter from the labor camps
i laid you down in the grass of the clearing
you wept, but your soul was willing

and oh, my love. my love.
and oh, my love. my love.
we both go down together.

1 comment:

Lydia said...

this is my song and I love you for putting it on here.

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