fredag, oktober 21, 2005

Dagens lyrik

You may tire of me
as our December sun is setting
because I’m not who I used to be
No longer easy on the eyes
but these wrinkles masterfully disguise
the youthful boy below
Who turned your way and saw
something he was not looking for
both a beginning and an end
But now he lives inside
someone he does not recognize
when he catches his reflection on
Ben Gibbard