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~*~ james * sometimes ~*~

There's a storm outside, and the gap between crack and thunder Crack and thunder, is closing in, is closing in The rain floods gutters, and makes a great sound on the concrete On a flat roof, there's a boy leaning against the wall of rain Aerial held high, calling "come on thunder, come on thunder" Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul.... It's a monsoon, and the rain lifts lids off cars Spinning buses like toys, stripping them to chrome Across the bay, the waves are turning into something else Picking up fishing boats and spewing them on the shore The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neonsign And he crumples, drops into the gutter, legs twitching The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see yoursoul Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see yoursoul There's four new colors in the rainbow An old man's taking polaroids But all he captures is endless rain, endless rain He says listen, takes my head and puts my ear to his And I swear I can hear the sea Sometimes, when I look in your eyes I can see your soul (I can reach your soul) (I can touch your soul) Sometimes

" Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career.Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disk players and electrical tin openers. Choose fixed interest mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crashing games, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pushing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would i want to do a thing like that? "

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~~ james sometimes ~*~

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