mewithoutYou

(Dormouse Sighs)
[Brighter days, whiter painted graves Under Idaho sky set to roadside attraction prayer] SANSEVIERIA: Traveling where the trains will? BURNING BOOKS: To Gainesville [one turning, looks in semicircles] Lies! SANSEVIERIA: Have a little decency and time to kill? BLUEBIRD [on a branch]: Unpromised land! [DORMOUSE sighs] The avalanche of sadness! Of untied strange commands As symbols on their hands, now stored on foreheads! How concerned with unsubstantial terms And turns of circumstance…[etc.] LITTLE LAMB: Before the day is done My prince is gonna come JOSEPHINE FOSTER: Ye winged seraphs fly, bear the news With loud and joyful cry SANSEVIERIA: Boys with nothing left to lose? NIKOLAI VOLKOFF [in Croatian muffin hat]: Bridal shoes a birthright-- Child of the Ephraimites! Letras de cancionesNot quite prepared to speak right-- SANSEVIERIA: Or sleep well with how well we sleep at night? BLUEBIRD [outside door]: Mating rights secured LAMBS: [w/ best attempts to keep themselves warm] A toast to all we’re meant for! [withhold details of West Virginia highwayside] LITTLE LAMB: Before the day is done My prince is gonna come BURNING BOOKS: Fire and a flood There’s power in the blood Of every little lamb Wonderworking power From Letras Mania