keep your / hand on the rail / if / all / else fails

<< Sunday, Jan. 30, 2005 - 8:41 am >>
oh, ryan adams, you're all i have this morning

are you happy now? .. i've often wanted to be you, sit inside your stomach, burn those weary nightmares and emptiness and taste those morsels of feelings under your tongue. i've wanted to understand how your heart worked, how you perceived this strange world with your lonely eyes.

but i, i am me again this morning, as always.