Friday, October 08, 2004

Posted by Lucia Santiago Dantes at 2:14 AM

I don't mind the sun sometimes
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through other people's eyes

A great song by the geat great Butthole surfers.

 

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