urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:l_l_love They came up clapping in the spirit of the aviator Paper.Pieces.Faith@gmail.com Scotch&Chocolate 2009-04-14T05:38:41Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:l_l_love:113118 2009-04-14T05:38:41Z 2009-04-14T05:38:41Z <div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/-oliviabee-/3440594764/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3333/3440594764_9c7a38b658_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/-oliviabee-/3440594764/"></a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/-oliviabee-/">Olivia Bee</a></span></div><i>Sun been down for days<br />A pretty flower in a vase<br />A slipper by the fireplace<br />A cello lying in its case<br /><br />Soon she's down the stairs<br />Her morning elegance she wears<br />The sound of water makes her dream<br />Awoken by a cloud of steam<br />She pours a daydream in a cup<br />A spoon of sugar sweetens up<br /><br />Sun been down for days<br />A winter melody she plays<br />The thunder makes her contemplate<br />She hears a noise behind the gate<br />Perhaps a letter with a dove<br />Perhaps a stranger she could love<br /><br />And she fights for her life as she puts on her coat<br />And she fights for her life on the train<br />She looks at the rain as it pours<br />And she fights for her life as she goes in a store<br />with a thought she has caught by a thread<br />she pays for the bread and she goes<br />Nobody knows</i><br clear="all" /> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:l_l_love:5234 2005-04-13T23:24:18Z 2007-11-05T11:23:06Z Le Tigre <center><img src="http://img142.imageshack.us/img142/3576/friends1ld4.jpg" border="0"></center><br /><br>