By mojave Date: 4 April 2000
So I live with memories unattached to people and places floating freely fluidly like little balls of mercury escaped from their correct homes. Songs bring it back-- 'Step on the gas and wipe that tear away...'-- but what cuts through it all now is you-- one sweet dream that HAS come true today. Yes, you-- my talisman against the night, my hope, my happiness, my blue light.