elegie mad madame mim I just don't know what to do tonight, My head is aching as I drink and breathe Memory falls like cream in my bones, moving on my own. There must be something I can dream tonight, The air is filled with the moves of you, All the fire is frozen yet still I have the will, ooh, ah. Trumpets, violins, I hear them in the distance And my skin emits a ray, but I think it's sad, it's much too bad That our friends can't be with us today. 000101 ... sweets bews hauntingly beautiful, madame. 000218 ... unhinged happy_birthday_blather 140818 what's it to you? who go blather from