Sunday, September 21, 2014

Of Souls and Moonbeams and Dreams

"Your lipstick stains on the front lobe of my left side brains
I knew I wouldn't forget you
And so I went and let you blow my mind
Your sweet moonbeam
The smell of you in every single dream I dream
I knew when we collided you're the one I have decided
Who's one of my kind"

                                         - Train, Hey, Soul Sister

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