2 AM and I'm still awake,
writing a song
If I get it all down on paper,
it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary,
screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them,
however you want to
But you can't jump the track,
we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass,
glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe,
just breathe
Chicken Dijon & Garden Thyme
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Ingredients:
- Chicken Thighs (boneless skinless) 1 lb
- 1 Red pepper sliced
- 1 - 2 Shallots sliced and/or 1/4 red onion
Marinade (Pantry) ...
3 weeks ago
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