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"What divine music she lured out of the old violin--merry and sad, gay and sorrowful by turns, music such as the stars of morning might have made singing together, music that the fairies might have danced to in their revels among the green hills or on yellow sands, music that might have mourned over the grave of a dead hope. Then she drifted into a still sweeter strain. As he listened to it he rea...

Tea and Goat follows:
Candice Austen friends (lea)
about me (absolute necessities in my life)
about me (things I like to do on my days off)
about me (what i am most grateful for)
about me (the little things that make life great)
  • You may call it in this evening, but you've only lost the night. Present all your pretty feelings; may they comfort you tonight. And I'm climbing over something and I'm running through these walls. I don't even know if I believe. I don't even know if I believe. I don't even know if I believe. Everything you're trying to say to me. I had the strangest feeling your world's not all it seem. So tired of misconceiving what else this could've been. I don't even know if I believe. I don't even know if I believe. I don't even know if I believe. Everything you're trying to say to me. So open up my eyes; Tell me I'm alive. This is never gonna go our way, if I'm gonna have to guess what's on your mind. Say something, say something-something like you love me. Less you want to move away from the noise of this place. Well I don't even know if I believe. I don't even know if I believe. I don't even know if I wanna believe everything you're trying to say to me. So open up my eyes, tell me I'm alive. This is never gonna go our way if I'm gonna have to guess what's on your mind. So open up my eyes. Tell me I'm alive. This is never gonna go our way if I'm gonna have to guess what's on your mind.
jun 17 2018 ∞
jun 17 2018 +