Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Back when cellos were Glam...


I tell ya, this could make a fine, 'round the campfire sing-a-long

She said "i'll throw myself away,
They're just photos after all
I can't make you hang around.
I can't wash you off my skin.
Outside the frame, is what we're leaving out
You won't remember anyway."
I can go with the flow
Don't say it doesn't matter (with the flow) matter anymore
I can go with the flow (I can go)
Do you believe it in your head?
It's so safe to play along
Little soldiers in a row
Falling in and out of love
Something sweet to throw away.
I want something good to die for
To make it beautiful to live.
I want a new mistake, lose is more than hesitate.
Do you believe it in your head?
I can go with the flow
Don't say it doesn't matter (with the flow) matter anymore
I can go with the flow (I can go)
Do you believe it in your head?
Do you believe it in your head?
Do you believe it in your head?

John Duffey? On Velvet?


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