november 26, 1998
[skip this post if you have a weak gag reflex]
It was five years ago this week that I met the man who would become my husband.
It was five years ago this week that the rest of my life began.
Til the end of the world, baby.
Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around
Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around
We talk about it all night long
We define our moral ground
But when I crawl into your arms
Everything comes tumbling down
Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around
Comments
sigh That Nick Cave ... what a romantic .... ;)
Posted by: Thlayli | November 28, 2003 12:22 PM
Mazel Tov!
Posted by: Joseph J. Finn | November 28, 2003 12:47 PM