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    dots Submission Name: News from the nightdots
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    Author: orderly conduct
    Elite Ratio:    2.44 - 51/80/36
    Words: 186
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
    Total Views: 978
    Average Vote:    3.0000
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    Description:
       Im freezing and spent last night in an a mess of sorts. And my two friends were laying there on a matress in an unfinished basement and i was thinking about writing this because it made sense at the time. If you want to read it and actually feel something more than usual then its suppoesed to be listened to with "the past and pending" by the shins. i also jacked a line from the song for effective use of music and copyright infringment. But im still cold, and i thought last night was good. song can be downloaded here ---> http://withoutsound.com/noise/audio/indie-love/16%20The%20Past%20and%20Pending.mp3


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    dotsNews from the nightdots
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    Under the lights were we slept so sweetly?
    Clutching our jackets and our fingers
    Because freezing was okay but being warm was better
    How the frosted grass tangled up in our eyes
    Growing on our brows, sweating and curling into sleep
    Into the slowly descending feeling of highs and wintertime
    But then we can see, how you pointed out slowly that
    So many trains have ran by with our hands glued to our sides
    Cough and twitch from the news on your face
    that the sun doesnít really burn us that bright
    Itís really the moon that makes us what we are
    .
    If we stitch our eyes to each others
    Then we can see the same sky and feel the same night
    So we all said donít move, its getting warmer.

    Since were building up a story to form into crime
    And our breaths are turning into song, because
    When we thread out our lives and look at our past
    Were not that important, itís just the people who finally drive us home.




    Submitted on 2006-10-28 14:05:16     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      if i ever become a righteous muse, i'll introduce you to all my lovers.
    mkay?
    the second stanza made me feel everything. it'd be great if that was what i felt. i'm listening to the song.(actually, it's over, i'm listening to pressed in a book, and you're right, i like the shins too.) this is a start, you know. so, it's not personal or purely honest, but we're getting there. and group sex can mean just as much right now. or something else.
    incase you see this first, look outside, it's snowing.
    | Posted on 2006-10-29 00:00:00 | by denial | [ Reply to This ]


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