current: oh oh the siren sang so sweetly and watched the sailors go down...
why is it such a title you ask.
what is it that i am without on this particular day or any other day you ask.
i do not know what i am without. But there is a certain emptiness, like a rock falling into a bottomless pit, there are no resounding echoes.
so on such a day, when i don't know what i am without, how is it possible for me to finish the sentence? if it is without, it is nonexistent, therefore it's
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you fill in the blank.
On the Days Without the wind blows quietly past my window I want to go out and sit on the meadow And just sit And just sit for a little while A little while...
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