KNIFE
\		Oh my god I cut you              With my hands of pain              All I did was stroke you              And cut your neck from ear to ear              I wished to be your friend              Tried as hard as I could              All I wanted was love              A place to be happy in your arms              To fall asleep and be at peace              But you ran in horror at my face              At the pain I inflicted              Left me here to die alone              Blaming my personal pain on me              And making it twofold worse              So I take the knife from the drawer              And I calmly run it over my soul              Shaving the waste from the light              And all that is left is darkness              *tear*
		Legal Mumbo Jumbo: This is a legally, sensically binding agreement between you, presumably a citizen of the planet Earth, and the Nowness. You agree not to do things The Nowness does not want you to do, unless specified otherwise, or in another language, such as French, but certainly not German, in which case all bets are off and you are free to move about the cabin, except when the captain switches on the No Smoking sign, at which point you must cartwheel back to your seat and resume not stealing my views, unless otherwise requested and permision granted.                                                      © 2001 The Nowness                                                                                               All rights rabidly served.