Wandering alone on the ridge of a coast Lost to the world he had known as a boy He knows his lover lies south in the city Passing along and sleepy as
In the summer all the hikers Hike out for the highest peaks All the children watch the cricket And they never wash for weeks In the suburbs young protesters
I'll make another movie The same one as the year before I'll take a tired idea And put it in the hands of Hollywood I need to talk to someone I've been
This is a great school. I don't care what anybody says. I mean it's not perfect, but like the people are really cool. Like the teachers and kids.
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"It was confessional, yet dishonest. Jane pretends to be horrified by the sexuality that she in fact fetishises. She subsumes herself to the myth of black
I don't want to play football I don't understand the rules of the game I don't want to play football I don't understand the thrill of the running, catching
I'm coming over in the wrong direction I only want to be the center of your attention For long enough to show you I'm worth the trouble that you take
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a storyteller, you're not trying to escape responsibility If we believe you then you're successful But you don't make claims of verity You're just a storyteller
's a story And then characters will come to you Relating events as they choose to But all their words and actions come entirely from you If you're a storyteller