Sunday, July 26, 2009

Child's play


He chased me through the rain, 'Honey, I'm going your way.' I don't think so. You can chase me through the rain, Scream my name, a childish game, But I love to be young. And honey I was never gonna change, And honey you are never gonna change, But you love, don't you love it that way. Old stone, Ten thousand years and you're still on your own. Don't you love, But you love it that way. And if you swear that you're alright, I'm not gonna try and change your mind. Cause the same night I dream that I lose you I'll fall in love And oh honey don't let me walk away from this If I'm trying to fuck up my own life, Then until I figure out why, I think it's best you keep your distance Lest I fall in love. Old stone, Ten thousands years and you're still on your own. But you love, Don't you love it that way. He chased me through the rain. 'Honey I'm going your way.' I don't think so. You can chase me through the rain, Scream my name, a childish game, But I love to be young
- Old Stone by Laura Marling
Well...that just about said it all.
Mildly morose today.

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