Friday, August 08, 2008
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We break, We mend
About Me
Ringing in my head..
LONE FOX DANCING
As I walked home last night
I saw a lone fox dancing
In the cold moonlight.
I stood and watched.
Then took the low road, knowing
The night was his by right.
Sometimes, when words ring true,
I'm like a lone fox dancing
In the morning dew.
As I walked home last night
I saw a lone fox dancing
In the cold moonlight.
I stood and watched.
Then took the low road, knowing
The night was his by right.
Sometimes, when words ring true,
I'm like a lone fox dancing
In the morning dew.
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