Monday, July 19, 2010

Formerly, guitar string.

And I twisted into a flower. Well, tried.

"and a word to the wise when the fire dies,
you think it's over but it's just begun
but baby don't cry-
you had my heart, at least for the most part...
’cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart...
let’s make a new start
’cause everybody's gotta die sometime yeah
my baby don't cry..."

Lyrics from a song, I'm tripping on.
Watch it here.