Monday, September 03, 2012
through chaos as it swirls
This song helped me through many of the dark days of last fall, and as autumn creeps up again I find myself gravitating toward it once more. It's rain-hearted music.
This tightrope that I'm walking just sways and ties
The devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes,
And I just want to be there when the lightning strikes
And the saints go marching in.
My heart's a bit of a mess right now. Maybe that's what it is.
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