lunes, 18 de enero de 2010

Astronomy






(...)
Come Susie dear, let's take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know you'll soon be married
And you'll want to know where winds come from
Well it's never said at all
On the map that Carrie reads
Behind the clock back there you know
At the Four Winds Bar

Four doors at the Four Winds Bar
Two doors locked and windows barred
One door left to take you in
The other one just mirrors it

Hellish glare and inference
The other one's a duplicate
The Queenly flux, eternal light
Or the light that never warms
Yes the light that never, never warms
Or the light that never
Never warms
Never warms
Never warms

(...)


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