I'm holding onto a fairytale...moving forward but I'm not there yet.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

on the corner of main street...

its a killers kind of day.
from a day to remember i'm now into the killers...its a musical journey.
the only good thing about tragedy and death is lyrics and music come alive.

"the good ol' days the honest man the restless heart the promise land the subtle kiss that no one sees a broken wrist and a big trapiz."

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