Monday, December 15, 2008

:: Stella ::
soundcheck : Interpol - Stella Was a Diver, and She Was Always Down

I watched the rain move with silent rhythm throughout the night. I thought it nice to the streaks of water peek from underneath the orange glow of street lamps - just for a moment - before they fell endlessly on their remaining lap towards the ground.

That was nice, I thought.

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spoken. at 6:54 AM



"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."