Murmurs, clicks, snaps. Lub-dub, lub-dub. To whom this may concern. It doesn't matter now. Lub-dub, lub-dub, it doesn't make sense. Just listen.
Let the cardiac rehab begin...
Monday, March 23, 2009
Wandering
You say, "There goes your wanderin'..." I say, "There it goes but I'm wandering still."
You have no idea. Wandering is everyday you're not around.
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