Out of luck and out of tune.
Half a day and I'm confused.
Love may wash away the bruise,
but I still ain't over you.
'Cause when the walls come crashing in,
when flames come coasting in.
Just remember time again,
I still ain't over you.
-- Augustana
Thursday, January 8, 2009
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