segunda-feira, 20 de abril de 2009

THE SENSE OF THE MORNING WIND IN THE WAKE BLINK

THE RESTLESS BREATH OF THE ASTRONOMY.
THE TELESCOPE UNDERSTAND WHAT IT MEANS,
PRAY TIME,
CAN IT ANSWER AND SHINE ON THE LOVERS SEA?
TELESCOPE,
STARLIGHT GOT A LOT OF JOKES TO TELL.
LET HER LIVE A LONG TIME,
DON'T LET HER DIE.
LET ME HANDLE HER PATH AND LIVE A LITTLE LONGER AS WELL.
PRAY TIME,
STARLIGHT ON THE TELESCOPE EYE.
TELESCOPE,
DOM'T LET HER GO.
TELESCOPE,
SHE IS GONE,
I'M HOPING THAT I CAN FIND HER SOMEWHERE IN ANOTHER TIME.
TELESCOPE.

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