Everybody moves so cool
and a go go go
Like they have somewhere to go
and some place to be baby!
But not me
I'm satisfied growing by the sea
And not you, cause you're as happy as can be
But, if anyone looked too closely
They would see
That we're all liars
Floating glass by the shining shining sea
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
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