30.10.08

My own private Beatles

So if I were to just lay in silence
And see if you would take control,
These stones below me then may become violent
And they will wrestle me, pester me, mess with me
Just tryin' to free your soul...




Speak to me and don't speak softly
Talk to me and let me know
Grab hold of my shoulder and tell me

Grab hold and do not let go.



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