cleaning up so well (jones_casey) wrote,
cleaning up so well
jones_casey
  • Location: round here
  • Mood: dynamite
  • Music: i know it's only in my mind (as ever)

we shall walk / and talk / in gardens all misty and wet with rain

and i'll be satisfied
not to read between the lines

and i will never be this young again


ohhhhhhh
my
sweet thing

c'mon c'mon
c'mon c'mon
c'mon c'mon
c'mon c'mon
my my
sweet thing

ohhhhhhh
my
sweet thing

c'mon sugar baby with your champagne eyes
would you be my
would you be my
would you be my
would you be my
oh, won't you be my
oh, won't you be my
sweet thing
would you be my
oh
c'mon c'mon c'mon
would you be my
won't you be my
would you be my








[gifts are a burden to others
giving a prison for one's self]

sunday cxxxiii ii.xiv.mmx

i can see it in your eyes
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