Freyja Griffin one day realized that she was born to die. But then, everyone else is too. So she decided to make do with her life

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Know How


Riding on this know-how
Never been here before
Peculiarly entrusted
Possibly that's all
Is history recorded?
Does someone have a tape?
Surely, I'm no pioneer
Constellations stay the same

Just a little bit of danger
When intriguingly
Our little secret
Trusts that you trust me
'Cause no one will ever know
That this was happening
So tell me why you listen
When nobody's talking


What is there to know?
All this is what it is
You and me alone
Sheer simplicity



--Kings of Convenience--

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