Lizzy in the City
Words, words, words.
Jul 31, 2011
"I don't think everybody's made of iron, buddy"
J.D. Salinger
The Beatles
I don’t know how
Someone controlled you
They bought and sold you
I look at the world and I notice it’s turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps
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