December 26, 2009
“Can money pay for all the days I lived awake, but half-asleep?”
Tags: music, primitive radio gods, standing outside a broken phone with with money in my hand, synchronicity, video
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Man, I forgot how much I liked that song. It’s prompting me to go back and listen to all that great, 90’s rock.
Had it in my head all night Christmas night and couldn’t remember who did it. Found it again, and had to share. I love that one, too.