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Changing Plans

A ticket for the thinker,

The dreamer on the floor,

Begging for a beginning

Since you hadn't closed the door.

A flight for no more dreaming,

A trip that kills the cure,

How clueless we have been these days

How long until we're sure?

I gave up searching when you came,

I gave up wandering those other ways

I cancelled your questions the moment I heard

And we'll save those questions for another day.

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It's dirty money. It's dirty credit. But for you, I'd use it to fly to the moon to get over what we never should have been under.

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©25 November 2002 - 2:07pm — andshedied
20 July 2004 - 3:45pm — poetvg
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I HAVE BEEN
THRU THAT BEFORE .

26 November 2002 - 2:35am — tsagoi
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I love you Rachael, and I'll go anywhere with you.