in_the_ruins_of_time blue sky with clouds i'm leaving yesterday behind, stepping into a monday barely able to open my eyes, but i have to. promises to keep, floors to sweep, i could fall into memory but there are too many hands to pull me through. we won't live this day forever. some dreams don't ever come true. in the ruins of time, some dreams do. 020506 ... mon i found a castle made of straw a blanket woven from the finest thread a love that is eternal the fire of the universe painted on a morning star 020507 ... Slipstream I love this, for melancholy reasons only. . 260710 what's it to you? who go blather from