jueves, marzo 17, 2005


Don't tell me to stop, tell the rain not to drop, tell the wind not to blow, 'cause you said so... TELL THE SUN NOT TO SHINE, NOT TO GET UP THIS TIME (NO, NO). LET IT FALL BY THE WAY, LEAVE ME WHERE I LAY DOWN. Tell me love isn't true; it's just something that we do. Tell me everything I'm not but please don't tell me to stop. TELL THE LEAVES NOT TO TURN, BUT DON'T EVER TELL ME I'LL LEARN. TAKE THE BLACK OFF A CROW BUT DON'T TELL ME I HAVE TO GO. Tell the bed not to lay, like the open mouth of a grave. Not to stare up at me like a calf down on its knees... (DON'T YOU EVER) TELL ME LOVE ISN'T TRUE. IT'S JUST SOMETHING THAT WE DO. Tell me everything I'm not but please don't tell to stop.
juliork

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