Œcumenical Panheresy.

I am Mr. G. Z. Thompson. You may call me Mr. Thompson.

26.5.06

i'm a-hurtin' baby, can't you see?

saw you out there on the dancin' floor, i saw you dancin' with another boy, i thought you promised that you'd be my friend, i never want to see you again.

don't you hand me no apologies, 'cause they don't mean a damn thing to me, i'm a-hurtin', baby, can't you see? i'll cry, tonight, i'll cry.

i'm just saying, you know: "love is a funny thing, don't know it's real till it's caused you pain."

i don't know, it's just that sometimes the reigning sound's live at maxwell's just seems so deep. don't know why, since my baby's gone, stormy weather, baby!

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