martes, 25 de mayo de 2010
*Nick Drake
Strange face, with your eyes
so pale and sincere.
Underneath you know well
you have nothing to fear.
For the dreams that came
to you when so young
told of a life
where spring is sprung.
Uhmmm...
You would seem so frail
in the cold of the night
when the armies of emotion
go out to fight.
But while the earth
sinks to its grave
you sail to the sky
on the crest of a wave.
So forget this cruel world
where I belong
I'll just sit and wait
and sing my song.
And if one day
you should see me in the crowd
lend a hand and lift me
to your place in the cloud.
Uhmmm... Uhmmmm...
Uhmmm... Uhmmmm...
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