Sunday, August 5, 2007

The Alleyway

I see him running down the alleyway
To that door from where the mysteries peep
Calling him…calling him yea
To the light…from the dark he leaps
To the truth from the lurk he dreams
Will he ever listen to me, he just runs away…
I can’t stop him now, see him running down
Running down….oh yea
What to do when it’s all fucked up
I can’t believe my luck
Hmmm
Hmmm
Hmmm

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