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http://keet.plig.net/2008/03
Schnellnavigation: Jump to start of page. Archive for March, 2008. Anyone else but you. You’re a part time lover and a full time friend The monkey on you’re back is the latest trend I don’t see what anyone can see, in anyone else But you I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train I kiss you all starry eyed, my body’s swinging from side to […]. 3 March 2008, 17:33 o'clock. Schnellnavigation: Jump to start of page. Dangly Cow’s Travels. The Pyloric Sphincteric Cylinder in Health and Disease.
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http://keet.plig.net/2006/11
Schnellnavigation: Jump to start of page. Archive for November, 2006. Even though I’d love to stay It’s time to work not to time to play And even though you’re now for me Soon you’ll be a memory Time catches everyone And the world goes round the sun And the memory lives on in my heart Time catches everyone (Sandi Thom). 14 November 2006, 21:50 o'clock. In the land of the pigs, the Butcher is king…”. 13 November 2006, 15:08 o'clock. 6 November 2006, 12:00 o'clock. 6 November 2006, 11:58 o'clock.
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http://keet.plig.net/2007/06/06/dont-speak
Schnellnavigation: Jump to start of page. We used to be together. Everyday together – always. That I’m losing my best friend. I can’t believe. This could be the end. It looks as though you’re letting go. And if it’s real. Well I don’t want to know. Well, they can be inviting. But some are altogether. As we die, both you and I. With my head in my hands. I sit and cry. I know just what you’re saying. So please stop explaining. Don’t tell me cause it hurts. I know what you’re thinking. It’s all ending.
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http://keet.plig.net/2008/02/04/a-wish-for-something-more
Schnellnavigation: Jump to start of page. A Wish for Something More. And I, I wish I was the one, your one and only sun and you looked at me that way. I wish for long lingering glances. Fairytale romances every single day. And you look at me and say I’m your best friend every day. But I wish for something, wish for something more. Oh I love you like a friend, but lets not pretend how I wish for something, wish for something more. 4 February 2008, 13:55 o'clock. Add your own comment. Or set a trackback.
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http://keet.plig.net/2009/10/31/closer-to-fine
Schnellnavigation: Jump to start of page. Came up in a random playlist last night and threw me back violently to university days and way too much red wine…. I’m trying to tell you something about my life. Maybe give me insight between black and white. The best thing you’ve ever done for me. Is to help me take my life less seriously, it’s only life after all. Well darkness has a hunger that’s insatiable. And lightness has a call that’s hard to hear. I wrap my fear around me like a blanket. And I was free.
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http://keet.plig.net/category/lyrics
Schnellnavigation: Jump to start of page. Articles in category 'Lyrics'. Anyone else but you. You’re a part time lover and a full time friend The monkey on you’re back is the latest trend I don’t see what anyone can see, in anyone else But you I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train I kiss you all starry eyed, my body’s swinging from side to […]. 3 March 2008, 17:33 o'clock. A Wish for Something More. 4 February 2008, 13:55 o'clock. Jy praat nog steeds my taal. 17 August 2007, 15:22 o'clock.
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http://keet.plig.net/2009/10
Schnellnavigation: Jump to start of page. Archive for October, 2009. Closer to Fine by the Indigo Girls came up in a random playlist last night and threw me back violently to university days and way too much red wine… I’m trying to tell you something about my life Maybe give me insight between black and white The best thing you’ve ever done for me Is […]. 31 October 2009, 14:54 o'clock. Schnellnavigation: Jump to start of page. Dangly Cow’s Travels. The Pyloric Sphincteric Cylinder in Health and Disease.
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http://keet.plig.net/2007/06/09/19
Schnellnavigation: Jump to start of page. Within my soul, within my mind,. There lies a place I cannot find. Home of my heart. Land of my birth. Smoke-coloured stone and flame-coloured earth. Electric skies. Shivering heat. Blood-red clay beneath my feet. At night when finally alone,. I close my eyes – and I am home. I kneel and touch the blood-warm sand. And feel the pulse beneath my hand. Of an ancient life too old to name,. In an ancient land too wild to tame. How can I show you what I feel? Add your ...
