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this remains one of my favorite pieces. |
| boundless melissa ethridge's voice is muffled yet i know i know this song i tap my feet so far away i could touch the stranger next to me. being for just seconds i've watched you as though a star in a silent movie i've memorized your eyes since they're the only things that will ever love me. we listen to the unchained waltz where we're bounded by grace, nothing and everything else. confusion as i feel, withers on the day-old wonder bread, and curdled 2% milk, the open-handed smile, the carousel in central park playing the theme song. while the two dollar whore earns her living the parking meter clicks violation. i've always wondered were the blemish was in the brady bunch. |