a song.

Dec. 24th, 2006 10:21 pm
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And the snow covers my footprints, deep regrets and heavy heartbeats.
When you wake you'll never see the spot that I was standing on.

Some things are best forgotten; some are better half-remembered.
I just thought that I might be there on your, on your Christmas night...


--Ian Anderson, First Snow on Brooklyn.

funny thing, holidays...I changed the icon since I first posted it.  Upon thinking about it, I knew who was talking to me...
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