Blue eyes under grey skies
Crazy afternoons under grey skies
No more, no more nothing
Say no more, no more nothing
'cos I'm going back to the moon
Baby, tell me something
Would you show me something ?Would you stop howling ?
Howlinf at the moon ?
'cos it's coming here soon
No more laughter
No more tears
No more million years
Stand by me (as the song goes)
Stand by me (as I say)
I don't know when it's time to change
It comes the change right now
I can feel it vibrating through the ground
Baby, here by me, baby, baby
Climb out off the sea
You're a wet fish
Wet fish come
Wet fish go
Wet fish come
And wet fish go
Seguramente el lugar a donde van a parar no solo los cigarrillos ya quemados, sino también las pequeñas bizarrías que el fuego, la charla y el humo conllevan.
viernes, 14 de enero de 2011
No mas nada - Sumo
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