It's just a dash through the numbers,
that's all our lives are.
Just one thin line carved into the gravestone at the ond of our time.
So we make a dash to be someone, do something before then.
But in the end,
it's not the dash that we make.
It's the dash that they carve.
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Song of the day.
3/31/2010
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