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Wednesday, July 21, 2004

A Thousand Tiny Pieces

A Thousand Tiny Pieces
by Sean Hayes

Just play this one out until it explodes
into a tiny thousand pieces
what's your story universe
you are melody in numbers
you are shapes and you are rhythms.
There are signs that we can learn
to place over the heavens
to predict how long it'll burn.
How long will I last;
Can I turn up the heat.
What star am I circling -
What's circling me.
Now my ebb and my flow
my lack of control
turnning on turning off
saying yes but playing no

things keep changing
things keep changing
things keep changing

Just play this one out until it explodes
into a tiny thousand pieces
what's your story universe
you are melody in numbers
you are shapes and you are rhythms.
There are signs that we can learn
to place over the heavens
to predict how long it'll burn.
How long will I last;
Can I turn up the heat.
What star am I circling -
What's circling me.
Now my ebb and my flow
my lack of control
turnning on turning off
saying yes but playing no

Buy the album

// posted by Brad GNUberg @ Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Comments:
Ah, Sean Hayes. Lovely. Say his interesting face peer through the large windows of the Noe Street Cafe. Ahhh.
# posted by Blogger Bryan Neuberg : 1:53 AM
 
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