My heart is old, it holds my memories
My body burns a gemlike flame
Somewhere between the soul and soft machine
Is where I find myself again
"Kyrie Eleison" - Mr Mister
(Yes I was jamming this song during my walk this morning. Maybe it was my Catholic roots, my love of 80s music or just that this song is completely awesome, but it seemed fitting today.)
Because most of the time, no one really wants to listen to my random ramblings and such...
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