Dog Days Are Over

Happiness, it hurt like a train on a track,
Coming towards her, stuck, still no turning back,
She hid around corners and she hid under beds,
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled,
With every bubble she sank with a drink,
And washed it away down the kitchen sink.

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Enjoy your week everyone,
Liz.

1 love letters:

Is This Real Life? says
September 7, 2010 at 5:42 AM

Such a stunning song and lyrics!
I love Florence she rocks!
Awesome post!