This is from one of my all time favorite songs by an all time favorite band.
It hits a morphine receptor in my head.
We don't have to do anything
Except watch the leaves turning in the wind
Say what you want to say
We don't have to go anywhere
Let's just sit and talk about the usual things
I couldn't move anyway
Thursday, December 29, 2005
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