THE NATIONAL

Stay out super late tonight
picking apples, making pies
put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us
Tiptoe through our shiny city
with our diamond slippers on
do our gay ballet on ice bluebirds on our shoulders
Turn the light out say goodnight
no thinking for a little while
lets not try to figure out everything at once
It’s hard to keep track of you
falling through the sky

We're half awake in a fake empire.

A SKIN, A NIGHT

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Postat av: sue

2009-08-10 @ 00:34:26
URL: http://susannajansson.blogg.se/
Postat av: Anonym

Åh! The National.

2009-08-10 @ 00:35:17
URL: http://susannajansson.blogg.se/

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