tangled_in_your_hair
mourninglight
rather
than
fighting
the
memories
...
I
always
walked
barefoot
then
.
there
was
a
northern
rain
,
very
cold
,
and
city
transit
.
I
left
muddy
footprints
in
the
cold
dust
of
a
thousand
daily
commuters
that
day
..
you
were
fascinated
by
my
feet
..granted
its
not
as
though
I
did
anyone
the
favor
of
covering
them
up
when
any
other
sane
person
would
have
been
wearing
shoes
.
dirt
paths
and
the
rain
..slicking
the
grass
,
and
the
trees
soaking
me
..
sending
us
running
through
the
trees
to
find
a
quiet
place
,
a
drier
place
,
an
alone
place
.
bits
of
leaf
and
pine
needles
a
shriek
from
YOU
!
you
who
thought
the
worm
was
a
spider
..
oh
you
.
...
and
the
raindrops
tangled
in
your
hair
amidst
the
bits
of
forest
floor
.
you
and
your
kisses
your
touch
your
warmth
you
gave
me
a
reason
to
breathe
again
.
for
a
time
anyway
isn't
going
anywhere
with
this
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...
in passing
The
piercing
radiant
moon
,
the
storming
of
poor
June
.
All
the
life
running
through
her
hair
.
Approaching
guiding
light
,
our
shallow
years
in
fright
.
Dreams
are
made
winding
through
my
head
.
Through
my
heeaad
through
my
heeaadd,
before
you
know
,
awake
.
(
System
Of
a
Down
)
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