Thursday

after tonight.

the real truth about it is; no one gets it right.
the real truth about it is; we're all supposed to try.
there ain't no end to the sands i've been trying to cross.
the real truth about it is; my kind of life's no better off.
if it's got the maps or if it's lost.
the real truth about it is; there ain't no end to the desert i'll cross.
i've really known that all along.

mama, here comes midnight. with the dead moon in its jaws.
must be the big star about to fall. long dark blues.

p.s.
omg who watched lost tonight?