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thirtysomething

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

one too many mornings

It's a restless hungry feeling
That don't mean no one no good,
When everything I'm saying,
You can say it just as good.
You're right from your side,
I'm right from mine.
We're both just one too many mornings
And a thousand miles behind.