Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Where is the one that will mourn me when I’m gone
Who will pour water on my bed of dirt
Who will breathe fire on my neck at night
I heard someone say there’s a chance that I will meet her
I could be Persephone and she Demeter
Pull me from the underground that I call home
I heard someone say
That she's honest and good
Heard someone say
That she's honest and good
Heard someone say
That she's honest and good
Her name is no one
No one
No one
Her name is no one
No one
No one
-"No One"
Trocadero
Ever hopeful, I am. I am!
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