23 mai 2013
Six-thirty: the rain is falling and the sky's
Six-thirty: the rain is falling and the sky's like a
Yellow balloon,
I was waiting for the revolution and the Mexico sundown
Blue
I was kneeling by the burning bush and the sea was a
Bed of flames, I was reading from the book of Naomi and the whirlpool
Vision of shame / I was standing at the edge of the world and the forces
Pass through by, He was talking 'bout the new generation & the makeshift
Haulers of time
Oh, no,
Oh, no
Don't let them break you down
Oh, no,
Oh, no
Oh, they said you would go
Oh, no
Oh, no.
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