Tuesday, December 18, 2007

At The Library

Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.

3 comments:

yeti said...

the is like 3 levels below my Comprehension level

yeti said...

but it makes me think, nothing wrong with thinking

yeti said...

and i am not sure what it has to do with the Library