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3/09/07

8:49 AM My song of the moment (with lyrics below):

Rows of houses all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
Hold these things into position
All these things will want this world

And fade out again
And fade out

This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child form a circle
Before we all go under

And fade out again
And fade out again

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see it’s beady eyes
Hold these things into position
All these things we’ll one day swallow whole

And fade out again
And fade out again

Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love

They don’t realize that ‘Street Spirit’ is about staring the fucking devil right in the eyes” -Thom Yorke (lead singer/songwriter)

2:40 PM Keywords at work:

• Coverage
• Cross-training
• Visibility
• Accountability
• Globalization
• Opportunity

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