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As it turns out life is complicated and messy and gritty and dirty. Call it simple or easy if you want, but you're lying to yourself to feel better. It's hard growing up in today's world, it's hard having friends who betray you or families that are hard to like. We all need those everlasting friends and those moments of clarity where we see our lives flash before us, and those times to be completely carefree. As we crash through the jungle of this life, we all steal a few hearts and break a few bones. But hey. That's life right?

Monday, January 24, 2011

Christina Taylor

I'm sick of this churning and all of this yearning
and why are you hiding so I take the firing?
Bullets from the sky
rain down on her life
Tell me how to find, tell me what to look for
Shield her from the rain, say it's only danger
hunting us to death, counting every breath
Save her from the blood, the rivers they are running
Off with her address, gone to tell the press
The world is rolling off the edge

These papers are piling and someone is dialing
But my phone is broken like my heart was stolen
Bullets from the sky
rain down on her life
Tell me not to run, tell me to find him
Shield her from the rain, say it's only danger
Hunting us to death, counting every breath
save her from the blood
the rivers they are running
Off with her address, gone to tell the press
the world has tumbled off the edge

The world has tumbled off the edge...
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