Saturday, May 22, 2010

You Tell Me What You Saw And I'll Tell You What You Missed, When The Ocean Met The Sky.

The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.
The more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind.
Well I don't mind. I don't mind. How the hell could I mind?
-Modest Mouse

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