<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=66056" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Town Called Big Nothing (Really Big Nothing)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Big nothing.<br>He stood in the road outside of town with a broken clockwork toy in<br>His hand: a graveyard for childish dreams in his palm; a broken lifeline.<br>Big nothing.<br>The mechanical amusement sputtered in his fist. as he clenched, it<br>Whirred and died again. it was a cowboy who drew his gun, but the<br>Pistol was welded to the holster by age and careless children, so it<br>Struggled and strained and it unwound his own spring.<br>Big nothing.<br>He didn't need tattoos to show where he had been and who he had loved. it<br>Was the same thing that men had cried for; that women had dyed their hair<br>For. the cellophane illusion of a starry sky stretched over an open sore.<br>Big nothing.<br>He thought about his lost daughter: the way her eyes would alight at the<br>Greedy circus barker's blackmail song; how he wanted to smash her skull<br>When she parroted back, 'tell mommy; tell poppy; you need this little<br>Dolly.'<br>Big nothing. (x2)<br>The smoky voice of the petaled girl woke him long enough. there was too<br>Much light in the room, so he unscrewed the bulb. she took him to bed like<br>An adopted dog.<br>Big nothing.<br>She lit sickly incense, as he tried to tell if the resemblance was pure<br>And coincidental. he unleashed his grip on the toy, all it meant to him,<br>And it wound down forever.<br>Big nothing.<br>He woke up in a sweat. the next day, with her smile still painted on his<br>Mouth, he walked out of a town called big nothing.<br>Big nothing. (repeat until fade)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Elvis Costello - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=66056" data-title="A Town Called Big Nothing (Really Big Nothing)" data-description="Big nothing. He stood in the road outside of town with a broken clockwork toy in His hand: a graveyard for childish dreams in his palm; a broken lifeline. Big nothing. The mechanical amusement sputtered in his fist. as he clenched, it Whirred and ..."></div> </div> </div>

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