i dreamt i saw you walking
up a hillside in the snow
casting shadows on the winter sky
as you stood there counting crows
one for sorrow, two for joy,
three for girls, and four for boys,
five for silver, six for gold, and
seven for a secret never to be told

there's a bird that nests inside you
sleeping underneath your skin
when you open up your wings to speak
i wish you'd let me in

from "a murder of one" ~ counting crows
B - O - R - I - N - G !

i was gonna update but i just got tired and decided to go to bed instead.

today was so boring ever the voices in my head ran out of things to say.


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confessed on Sunday, Sept. 29, 2002