somewhere a guitar was being plucked. my head was shaking breaking dance beats off the streets as the strains of 'get me away from here im dying' became lost amongst the rumble . we were singing it as we walked on the pavement. we sang it when we realised there wasnt anything else to say i sang it when i knew no-one else could hear me. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . We're all happy bunnies humming happy bunny tunes. Aren't we? -----------------------------------------------------------------------