Una Cabeza De bolsillo
miércoles, 26 de agosto de 2009
And It Burns
The shape and colour
The city and lights
are running fast
you are running fast
It sounds like winter
your hands are cold
you told me so
you told me so
And the remains
of older days
are locked on fire
and it burns
and it burns
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