The last time I looked, the flower was blooming,
It's thorns were young and green;
Life, like a ghost, was desultorily looming
It's real form yet unseen.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
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my current favourite tracks
- love song to a stranger
- eleanor rigby
- the scientist
- winter lady
- suzanne
- billy rose-the prison trilogy
- diamonds and rust
- i'm your man
- hey that's no way to say good-bye
