#x the band
I have a tinge of the hoarder in me, so I recently found a bunch of printed out emails from circa 1999-2000. This is about an X show here in San Diego. I was 26 apparently, and now I’m 44. Sheesh.
Ain’t a damn thing changed, either
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Well I can still remember
A couple of years ago
When the smoke and flame called my name
It was a burning house of love
That rusty nail over our front door
Is where I hung our tears in the rain
I threw that horseshoe into the weeds
To see what luck can bring
Cause you’re in your bed, I’m in mine
On either side of town
I think I might take a ride
And burn your love house down
Like a burning house of love….
