Dire Straits – On Every Street
There’s gotta be a record of you some place
You gotta be on somebody’s books
The lowdown – a picture of your face
Your injured looks
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Shadows and Dust
He looked at the candle in a strange intense manner, with his soft dark eyes now staring intensely as if the hissing of the candle would bear some deep secrets. Or maybe the aura of light worked as some sort of protective shield against the darkness that ruled the rest of the room … who could tell.
He wished time could hold still, just still so that the sand of the hourglass could eventually flow backwards, to otherwheres and otherwhens. But time wasn’t obeying his wish, for a lonely teardrop was slowly finding its way down his cheek, eventually puddling up near the candle. (more…)