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Gwen is a good friend. I needed that phone call.
The luckiest day of my life was the day I met James.
( http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=pywacket&itemid=141424&thread=612720 )

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I get up climbing out
How did I get home?
I'll survive the situation
Somebody shut the door
Beautiful
Beautiful
Climbing up the wall
I get by on automatic
No surprise at all

No one here can recognize you
Here is ev'rything that you like
Feelings without explanations
Somethings are hard to describe
The sound of a cigarette burning
A place there where ev'rything spins
And the sounds inside your mind
Is playing all the time
Playing with a heart of steel


From
I Get Wild / Wild Gravity
Talking Heads