Monday 16 March 2009

Take me for a walk


Shoes, originally uploaded by é sempre mercoledì Pol!.

Back to London to find some friends last weekend.
We walked a lot, we drunk more and we had partied too.
Tell me something I don't know...

I called you after midnight
Then ran until I burst
I passed the howling woman
And stood outside your door

We walked around a lake
And woke up in the rain
And everyone turned over
Troubled in their dreams again

Visiting time is over
And so we walk away
And both play dead then cry out loud
Why we always cry this way?

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