November 8th, 2001

the moon

ONLY YOU

We suffer everyday, what is it for
These crimes of illusion, are fooling us all
And now I am weary and I feel like I do

It's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart

The size of our fight, it's just a dream
We've crushed everything I can see, in this morning selfishly
How we've failed and I feel like I do

It's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart

Now that we've chosen to take all we can
This shade of autumn, a stale bitter end
Years of frustration lay down side by side

And it's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart

It's only you, who can tell me apart
And it's only you, who can turn my wooden heart

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Yeah, Portishead rocks.
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Evidently Matt does nto like me, or something to that effect. Oh well. I suppose we never really socialized much, but most of that was circumstance, really. I would talk to him when I saw him and all that, but our paths rarely intersected. Yeah, even though we went to the same school.

Such is life.