The organization of any complex arrangement hinges on the interplay of seemingly haphazard individual events.

Thursday, June 20, 2002

Making my way downtown Waking fast Faces pass And I'm home bound Staring blankly ahead Making my way Making a way Through the crowd And I still need you And I still miss you And now I wonder If I could fall into the sky Do you think time would pass me by Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles If I could just see you... If I could just hold you... tonight.

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