don't break it.

i want to know the place, where you come from.
i'd like to see your face, when i wake up.
i offer me, just for yourself,
wrapped up for you, and no one else.
and no one else, could be appreciative,
be as appreciative, of your charm.

when you walk,
you take your time, take the tiniest steps.
when i'm at your side,
if you feel you're left behind, i'll slow down to your pace.

and we'll be like a tree, and we'll grow on.
and if the world should end, with fire and bombs...
i'd like to be there, holding hands.
with you i'll view, the end of the lands.
and no on else, could steal a piece like you,
could steal a piece that big, of my heart.

when you walk,
you take your time, take the tiniest steps.
when i'm at your side,
if you feel you're left behind, i'll slow down to your pace.

i want to be with you, and we will be together.
i want to be with you, and we will live forever.

- Gob, 144

good old Gob. y'know, i got this CD (The World According to Gob) awhile ago (as in years ago) from Herman as a birthday gift and it's still in circulation among my other, relatively recent, purchases. Gob is great. All the time. All the time. Gob is great. just kidding. but God sure is great, all the time...

EDIT: everyone, go to PureVolume, NOW and grab some of "The Juliana Theory". do it.