Tuesday, April 24, 2007


The best was yet to come.

Remember satsuma and tangerine.

Cellar door.

All the time I still think, what would I do if I didn't have you?

I have a cash register full of water and my treasure spills out the sides.

A bright light.

Something beautiful.



Way over yonder in the minor key.

Ain't nobody that can sing like me.

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