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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=76980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Collecting You</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i could paint you in the dark<br>cause i've studied you with hunger<br>like a work of art<br>and these are very secret days<br>i collect my information<br>then i stowe it all away<br>call me<br>when you breeze through<br>to your appointments<br>the work you do<br>call me<br>i'm collecting you<br>the pleading prayer and hairshirt sting<br>my hair-trigger love and faulty spring<br>motivation smokes a name<br>i don't like that smile applied to me<br>so blindly just the same<br>call me<br>when you breeze through<br>to your appointments<br>the work you do<br>call me<br>i'm collecting you<br>turning up my collar<br>(turning up my collar)<br>to an unseasonal chill<br>you ask a favor<br>you know i will<br>and the rain comes a surprise<br>we fly across the railroad ties<br>i feel the danger<br>the foolish thrill<br>oh yes i will<br>what it will or won't be then<br>the shutter pre development of the of the ink full in the pen<br>mind the minds eye's trickery<br>cause you might picture killer beautiful<br>much more than it might be<br>call me<br>tell me<br>what you're up to<br>what you'll do<br>call me<br>i'm collecting you<br>i would be foolish<br>to think that i<br>could turn it off<br>and stay alive<br>the way i live<br>when you switch on<br>hand on the dimmer<br>(my hands you)<br>give me just a glimmer<br>(in the glimmer)<br>give me just a shadow<br>(just a shadow)<br>of hope around the edges<br>agony and rapture<br>forever uncaptured<br>take these secrets to your grave<br>drug across your landscape<br>and buried in your cave<br>(your piling up)<br>your piling up and out of sight<br>(out of sight)<br>every try to add it up just feels like counting shades of light<br>call me yeah<br>tell me<br>what you're up to<br>what you do<br>call me<br>i'm collecting you<br>hang it in my window<br>let it complicate my view<br>the separation<br>the glass of you<br>but i can paint this picture<br>any way that i see fit<br>the art of pain<br>the subject sits<br>unmoved</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Indigo Girls - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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cause i've studied you with hunger
like a work of art
and these are very secret days
i collect my information
then i stowe it all away
call me
when you breeze through
to your appointments
the work you do
call me
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