Kilgore
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Frank sat in the back of the room talking to someone named Kilgore.
Kilgore, he said, you don’t say much. Come sit and I’ll buy you one,
whatever you want....
9 hours ago
Thursday, April 21, 2011
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♫Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
And dance me to the end of love
Yeah dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Oh let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Oh and dance me to the end of love
Yeah dance me to the end of love♫
Even the poetry of it is beautiful!
yes yes Annie ... and thank you for the posting the lyrics ... :)
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