Monday, January 21, 2008

the chase

oh to chill under a shade on a warm day, ice-cream in one hand and a freezing drink in another and have kane on repeat.

you could hear it in my voice
see it on my face
left me no choice but to leave you
with a little tequila
and a broken neon sign


unfortunately now is not the time to lounge around but instead to re-pick the vault and run as fast as you can and hopefully you end up at least as high as you did previously.

Now I said you better run real fast
When you hear that rattlin' sound
Oh I said you better run real fast
Or this one's gonna knock you down
And I sit alone in the desert rain
With my tail in the air


i used to wonder how does one keep from feeling smug over what we do. then i realised the anchor to modestus is the fact that when we screw up, it's bigger than a miscalculated, miswritten or even mis-passed policies.

oh well..just keep in mind that someday, a room will belong to the 4 of us. someday.. :)

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