You can’t keep every word. Something gets lost, eventually. Or thrown away. You can only keep so much in the collection of what falls out of your head. Even less room for keeping the words that fall from the heads of others.
words of Bruce Duluoze – music by Kilgore
You can’t keep every word. Something gets lost, eventually. Or thrown away. You can only keep so much in the collection of what falls out of your head. Even less room for keeping the words that fall from the heads of others.