Wednesday, January 09, 2008

apologies to Erlend and Erik

Everyday there's a girl in the mirror
Asking me, what are you doing here?
Finding all my previous motives
Growing increasingly unclear

I've traveled far and I burned all the bridges
I believed as soon as I hit land
All the other options held before me
Would wither in the light of my plan

So I lose some cells and my boss won't be happy
But there's only one thing on my mind
Searching boxes underneath the counter
On a chance that on a tape I find
A song for
Someone who needs somewhere
To long for

Homesick
Cause I no longer know
Where home is

In other words, I got the scholarship.

posted by beckyboo @ 11:34 PM

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