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Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Tue, 12 Jul 2005 01:11:46 GMT

They dance/Beneath the silver light of moon from up above/They romance/Holding on to something stronger than even love/

Their intuition/Becomes addiction/Until obsession/Takes control of them

They tango/Never letting go, never releasing hold/Samba/Until the break of dawn/They mambo/Always wanting more, one more encore/In store

They hold tight/Never losing sight/Hearts taking flight/Dancing the tango to the rhythm of the night

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Tue, 12 Jul 2005 01:05:21 GMT

Is there anybody out there/Anybody who cares/I feel so small, like a speck of dust/Floating in the air/No one will hear me/No one will see me/I need a shoulder to cry on/And someone to rely on/But there's nobody there

No one who will give a damn/Nobody who cares/So what good is there in trying/What is the point in crying/What's the use, really/In even dying/If there's no one who cares

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Tue, 12 Jul 2005 01:01:29 GMT

I can't win/While I'm on God's bad side/And I live/Beneath this thundercloud-can't-turn-around-neverending-roller-coaster-ride

Because what goes up/Must come down/Newton's Law/Isn't it profound?/I'm always lost/But never found/And when I'm up/I know I'm on my way down