Friday, July 07, 2006


well, the old folks say misery loves some good company, so if i were to join you would it make a crowd? you and me and all your demons could sit down, have some coffee (bitter and sweet) and talk things over before someone got up to leave. but darlin', you've put yourself under house arrest for crimes others committed against you, so if me and my brother have to knock down your door, we won't make apologies for the mess--then again, we'll bring the cleaning crew, and between us and the saints and angels we'll have us a party (or a riot!). topple down these jericho walls and my brother'll carry you out of the wreckage, and we'll break out the sweet tea and the bread and wine, honey, and see what happens from there.


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