what happened, were you there? I didn't catch it, we were shaking upstairs. seems celebrations in the air, but whats a year if no one's keeping track or even really cares?
weren't you blue when I last saw you around? heard your voice when you weren't making a sound. and thats the way it will go down: a hundred years of silence till we're dead underground and it's all empty champagne showers, ancient half an hours