Member since Aug 14 2001
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And she runs through her days/ with a smile on her face/ And she runs, and she waits/ and I wait We can drive to anyplace/ day or night, across the state/ And in the morning, into Mexico/ we will wake up/ I find a window in the kitchen/ and I let myself in/ Rummage through the refrigerator/ find myself a beer/ I can’t believe I’m really here/ and she’s lying in that bed/ I can almost feel her touch/ and her anxious breath! I stumble in the hallway/ against the bedroom door/ ...
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