fly_me_to_the_moon Frankie Fly me to the moon And let me sing among the stars Let me see what spring is like On Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, baby kiss me Fill my heart with song Let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, I love you 020808 ... Lime Rider the gleaming wings lifted the two. Up to the third moon. kiss choke and the wings carried more but would always remain around the souls intertwined 021216 ... two in_other_words, I_love_you & feeling like an empty photo album... 031010 ... raze i don't know if it's the mother, the son, or the daughter who's learning to play the trumpet. it can't be the father. i've heard him laugh. it isn't the laugh of someone who would have any interest in mastering a wind instrument. it's a hollow, humourless sound. whoever it is, this is the only song i ever hear them play. it comes from across the street, soft and round and fat, a leaf-shaped sound that should be too heavy for the wind to take but it gets taken anyway and brought to me. they're getting better. 210531 what's it to you? who go blather from