Dear Lord, being the prudent disbeliever that I am, I don’t ask for much, but please grant me the audience of a girl with an angelic voice as cute as the one who sings the below lyrics… in return I promise to go forth and multiply… again and again and again…
“I fix a point upon the ceiling
Nothing to do how can I make my escape?
The sudden shock, a hidden feeling
No room to breathe feels like I’m locked in this space
Coz who’s got all the solutions?
180 revolutions
Where I turn it depends,
Where I fall in the end.”
Seriously though… I rate the Mylo Remix of Freeform Five’s “No More Conversations” as the track of 2006.
It’s almost up there with Robbie William’s “Angels”… almost…
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