All your base are belong to us
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…turn to brown.
And they wither with the wind, And they crumble in your hand.
Written by Chronoz
February 12, 2011 at 11:14 am
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Then you wash your hands and go to have food.
Shantanu Vishnoi
February 12, 2011 at 3:14 pm
Goddamn photosynthesis, sun rays and muscles.
Harsh
February 12, 2011 at 6:53 pm
@Beech-noi: Do not belittle Simon and Garfunkel. And start counting. Your day isn’t too far away.
@Harsh: Long time, no see.
Chronoz
February 13, 2011 at 1:50 pm
You’re becoming Tejo?
Anirudh
February 15, 2011 at 2:31 am
The imagery is very poignant. Very beautifully put.
Tejo in the making, I second Kondy!
Anunaya
February 15, 2011 at 4:10 am
I think you were just short of 21 when you wrote (ripped) this song. Beautiful nonetheless.
Arun
February 15, 2011 at 6:40 am
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Then you wash your hands and go to have food.
Shantanu Vishnoi
February 12, 2011 at 3:14 pm
Goddamn photosynthesis, sun rays and muscles.
Harsh
February 12, 2011 at 6:53 pm
@Beech-noi: Do not belittle Simon and Garfunkel. And start counting. Your day isn’t too far away.
@Harsh: Long time, no see.
Chronoz
February 13, 2011 at 1:50 pm
You’re becoming Tejo?
Anirudh
February 15, 2011 at 2:31 am
The imagery is very poignant.
Very beautifully put.
Tejo in the making, I second Kondy!
Anunaya
February 15, 2011 at 4:10 am
I think you were just short of 21 when you wrote (ripped) this song. Beautiful nonetheless.
Arun
February 15, 2011 at 6:40 am