(Boriss Miroshnikov)
it is the middle of night
and i just couldnt sleep
& with the moon so beautiful and bright
a penny 4 my thoughts i keep
i could just sit & stare @ the ceiling
but that would be so desperately banal
i've never cared less for that feeling
less then and even lesser now
go dance all throught the night/
& kill that darkness with the light/
dilute the dumb with all your might/
& rather love than fight. .
i thought i was so sad/
had almost played into that mood/
& now im feeling so much better/
how without the bad/
can u appreciate the good/
so now i write this four page letter
another thought runs through my head
though @ this point in vain
should i go dance instead
but that's the vanity of pain
go dance all throught the night/
& kill that darkness with the light/
dilute the dumb with all your might/
& rather love than fight. .
go dance all throught the night/
& kill that darkness with the light/
dilute the dumb with all your might/
& rather love than fight. .
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