Wednesday, December 31, 2008

"the clanking of crystal, explosions off in the distance"

As we pour champagne into our silly blue paper cups
I remember everything that was, I imagine what will be
Safe Journeys to a new place are embedded in my mind
I want to drive far away, I want to watch the sunrise
I want to find someone, I want to find myself

oh 2008, we'll miss you