Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Ill With Want

Temporary is my time, ain't nothing on this world that's mine
Except the will I found to carry on
Free is not your right to choose
It's answering what's asked of you
To give the love you find until it's gone

how can you argue with live cello and upright bass? the avett brothers were recently introduced to me. dig.

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