domingo, 14 de março de 2010

I'd like to talk and convince you to come;


“But we’re older now and oh, we’re ever hopeful:
I’ve got a feeling that the dash is going to make up for the trouble.
Now it’s roaring noon and it’s a celebration,
And we gallop through the city, you’re the chief investigator.”

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