I am nothing that will ever capture your heart
While walking to work this morning, Tom Waits’s “Downtown Train” came on the old Ipod, and I found myself waiting outside my building until it was over. I dream of writing a song that good.
Who gets nauseous just from thinking?
While walking to work this morning, Tom Waits’s “Downtown Train” came on the old Ipod, and I found myself waiting outside my building until it was over. I dream of writing a song that good.
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