“One more night in Omaha bus stop just before the dawn cold wind followed me somehow Through parking lots and shopping malls rinse my thoughts in alcohol black clouds rolling over me
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Archive for febbraio, 2015
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“Hello my love it’s getting cold on this island I’m sad alone I’m so sad on my own the truth is we were much too young now I’m looking for you or anyone like you
“Anne walks alone past the Domino sugar factory she’s as easy to know as a broken mystery, oh conversations are slow with yourself in dead parking lots, and hands not being held ends up tying other things in knots and […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
—————————————————- “Well the first day of spring, well it came and gone and the summer did too but winter’s so long and my heart still sings, sings for you and I dream of the one summer night I spent with […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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