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- 1: “this city desert makes you feel so cold / it’s got so many people but it’s got no soul”
- 2: “i’mma wade, i’ma wave through the waters / tell the tide ‘don’t move’”
- 3: “seasons change and our love went cold / feed the flame ’cause we can’t let go / run away”
- 4: “love, i don’t like to see so much pain / so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away”
- 5: “But I, alas, do not know how to see sheep through the walls of boxes.”
- 6: “here is the church here is the steeple / you were looking for saints but you only found people”
- 7: “i’d like to save every day / till eternity passes away / just to spend them with you”
- 8: “and he said to the man running the stand / ‘hey! (pom pom pom) got any grapes?’”
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- 10: “Only the querulous cricket grieves, / And shrilling locust weaves / A song of summer dead.”
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Date: 14 February 2003 06:14 am (UTC)I knew who wrote Wuthering Heights, I knew all the pseudonyms (easy if you remember that all their initials stayed the same), but still managed only six out of ten.
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Date: 14 February 2003 08:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 14 February 2003 09:04 am (UTC)Good thing my self image isn't tied to having been an English major.