Friday, July 01, 2005

100 Nights 

A hundred nights of fun and games
A thousand empty glasses
I feel it change
And stay the same
As each day passes
They invite me to their gatherings
In the finer parts of town
They seem attracted to my indifference
The irony just knocks me out

And I love them as if I love them
And they reciprocate with "help"
But I look up at these mirrors sometimes
And I can't see myself

They say that some are born to burn
And some are born to give
They say that people live and learn
Some people only live and live

(Marillion - 1991)

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