Thursday, June 26, 2003

Come Josephine, in my flying machine,
Going up, she goes! Up she goes!
Balance yourself like a bird on a beam,
In the air she goes; there she goes!
Up, up, a little bit higher.
Oh, my! The moon is on fire.
Come, Josephine in my flying machine,
Going up, all on, "Goodbye"


i'm ready to fall in love again.
i'm just checking to see if i can fall over with any of them again.
or else i'll just love whoever tears me away.
starting from now.

did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?

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