Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Stream of Consciousness

Snow falling...big flakes...straight down...quiet night...glow of the city...stray thoughts...low hum...old memories...older questions...still no answers...tired...

I think something's broken,
Cause I just been layin' 'round hopin'
That maybe any moment, I'll get on track...

I think something's broken,
All locked up and frozen
Cause I can't go forward,
And I sure can't go back...
(Something's Broken/Tim McGraw)

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