Sunday, October 28, 2007

Ordinary

The most ordinary of words can join up to form something rather extraordinary. Postpositions most unkind.

Ordinary


Ten spiders crawl on my walls

I guess that's all

It's just an ordinary day

I don't know when we'll meet again
I guess it'll be in an ordinary place

If my heart breaks will you pick it up and put it in a plastic box
If my heart fails will you set it straight

Will you be there if I called
I still got you on speed dial

So beautiful
The lines you drawn

And the lights that makes up your ordinary face

Through the tears and into the night
Through this life in an ordinary way

If my heart breaks will you pick it up and put it in a plastic box
If my heart fails will you set it straight

Will you be there if I called
I still got you on speed dial



Grand Avenue

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