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Dec. 16th, 2006 11:23 pmIt was an attempt to do something normal. Something comforting.
You try and you try / To untie the knots / With the grace of a sailor / And the will of a fox
It was a mistake, was what it was.
Both shaking like a leaf / Both staring at the lights / Both trying not to sleep / Both trying not to fight
The Complete Works of William Shakespeare wobbles precariously on the edge of the bed where she set it down too quickly, and the thump it makes falling to the floor is louder than the sound of Kaylee's footfalls receding hurriedly down the hallway.
And it`s nights like this / When I`m scared to death / Will the morning come quickly? / Will there be anything left?
He only stops long enough to pick it up before hurrying after her.
Here we go again
You try and you try / To untie the knots / With the grace of a sailor / And the will of a fox
It was a mistake, was what it was.
Both shaking like a leaf / Both staring at the lights / Both trying not to sleep / Both trying not to fight
The Complete Works of William Shakespeare wobbles precariously on the edge of the bed where she set it down too quickly, and the thump it makes falling to the floor is louder than the sound of Kaylee's footfalls receding hurriedly down the hallway.
And it`s nights like this / When I`m scared to death / Will the morning come quickly? / Will there be anything left?
He only stops long enough to pick it up before hurrying after her.
Here we go again
