Crawl into My Head
Monday, January 30, 2006
  Depeche Mode...
Precious and fragile thingsNeed special handlingMy God what have we done to youWe always tried to shareThe tenderest of careNow look what we have put you throughThings get damagedThings get brokenI thought we'd manageBut words left unspokenLeft us so brittleThere was so little left to giveAngels with silver wingsShouldn't know sufferingI wish I could take the pain for youIf God has a master planThat only He understandsI hope it's your eyes He's seeing throughThings get damagedThings get brokenI thought we'd manageBut words left unspokenLeft us so brittleThere was so little left to giveI pray you learn to trustHave faith in both of usAnd keep room in your hearts for twoThings get damagedThings get brokenI thought we'd manageBut words left unspokenLeft us so brittleThere was so little left to give
 
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Travel the world in one day, rest your legs beside the sea; hope the people that you meet, will friends forever be. Okay..so that was a little random. But so is life. You never know when all the luck is going your way, or if the rabbit's foot is going to turn bad. I haven't been around the world, except in my reading and movies. I stay outta politics, prefering to be neutral territory. Friends who are in trouble come to see me; when I get into trouble, I stay retreated into secrecy. But I make time for all of it. I believe strongly in being yourself...that is the only way that you will truly be happy. Do what is right for you, you can only live life once. Don't get lost in the depths of my mind....

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