Saturday, August 7, 2010

“Twelve Twelve”


Hey settler, don’t settle
A little bit of love and little bit of virtue
Today is the brightest day of the year
‘Cause this fire will never smolder

I’m facing the edge of the water
And I can see the little ripples
As I remember all of my sorrows
Holding on tightly to my revival

Can’t you see the stars up high?
Like confetti swimming the murky sky
Comes after eleven and just before thirteen
Drip drop, double double, I’m in love

Twelve-twelve and I’m home again

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