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Friday, January 29, 2010


Strange and Extraordinary People
Oh, this bumpy surface.
This surface I scratched raw.
As she sheds her skin, like snowflakes the teardrops fall.
She says "Oh, this is not what I wanted.
Not what I wanted at all."

He said to settle for less.
He said, forgive and forget.
But I can only ever forgive when I can forget,
And she's the one thing about this town I'll always remember.
She walked away and waved goodbye as I watched her out of the corner of my eye.
Didn't even look back. She didn't even look back.

Oh, this bumpy surface.
The surface I scratched raw.
As she sheds her skin, like snowflakes the teardrops fall.
And this is not what I wanted.
Not what I wanted at all.

First saw her on the stage singing cabaret.
Danced her way into the blinding light.
Threw an arm around me afterwords, singing
"Yes, darling, it's a strange and extraordinary place to work, but we are strange and extraordinary people."

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And that's what you get when you combine my peculiar thought process with a little musical film known as Cabaret.
It's kind of like the original Moulin Rouge only not as quirky.
Speaking of which, I've been dying to see Moulin Rouge again for about 3 months now. Argh.
~Belinda

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