I was poking around my cd collection, looking for music to add to iTunes when I rediscovered Sixpence None the Richer. Odd how you don't realize how much you've missed something until you find it again. They weave songs that make me dance quietly around my room, lost in the lyrics...lost just enough that I can ignore the odd looks of people able to see through the window.
Monday, March 26, 2007
"Dreams, inconsistent angel things, horses bred with star-laced wings..."
Posted by Leslie Foster at 9:21 PM
Labels: Sixpence None the Richer
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