domenica 24 aprile 2011


As you brush your shoes, stand before the moerda mirror
And you comb your hair, grab your coat and hat
the wild night breezes in your mem'ry ever
And you walk wet streets tryin' to remember
And everything looks so complete
When you're walkin' out on the street

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