sunnudagur, mars 05, 2006

Home alone and happy
Nothing brings me down
Full of wine, unsteady
Nothing brings me down
What's left of the rain runs down my roof
Nothing brings me down
The night is lush the air is still
Nothing brings me down


The windows are open, the flies are in
Nothing brings me down
The phones are off the music's on
Nothing brings me down

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