grey street ~

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"Oh look at how she listens 

She says nothing of what she thinks 

She just goes stumbling through her memories 

Staring out on to Grey Street 

 She thinks, “Hey, How did I come to this? 

I dream myself a thousand times around the world, 

But I can’t get out of this place” 

 There’s an emptiness inside her 

And she’d do anything to fill it in 

But all the colors mix together - to grey"

dave matthews band

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loving on...
"grey street"

a new necklace stand

picking up a book with my two hands 

{and reading it}

using up what we have in the fridge

being lost in thought
being grateful for having what we need

having a day off

slow

slow

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i

heart

you

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