The Moving Finger writes, and having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a line,
Nor all your tears wash out a Word of it.

The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam - Quattrain 71.

Monday, January 29, 2007

I hear the clock, its six a.m.
I feel so far away from where Ive been
I got my eggs, I got my pancakes too
Got my maple syrup, everything but you
I break the yolks and make a smiley face
I kinda like it in my brand new place
I wipe the spots off of the mirror,
dont leave the keys in the door
I never put wet towels on the floor anymore cause

Dreams last so long,
even after you're gone
I know, that you love me and soon you will see
You were meant for me
and I was meant for you

I called my momma, she was out for a walk
Consoled a cup of coffee but it didnt wanna talk
So picked up a paper,
it was more bad news
More hearts being broken or people being used
Put on my coat in the pouring rain
I saw a movie it just wasnt the same
cause it was happy and I was sad and
It made me miss you oh so bad cause

Dreams last so long, even after youre gone
I know, that you love me and soon you will see
You were meant for me and I was meant for you

I go about my business, Im doing fine
Besides, what would I say if I had you on the line
Same old story, not much to say
Hearts are broken every day

I brush my teeth and put the cap back on
I know you hate it when I leave the light on
I pick up a book and turn the sheets down and then
Take a deep breath and a good look around

Put on my pjs and hop into bed
Im half alive but I feel mostly dead,
I, I try and tell myself itll be all right
I just shouldnt think anymore tonight cause

Dreams last so long,
even after youre gone
I know, that you love me and soon you will see
You were meant for me and I was meant for you
Yeah, you were meant for me and I was meant for you

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