Thursday, March 1, 2012

Grand House (Bogota 2011)

I have fallen off the wagon
But it's not that far to fall
My balance is a breathing cry
My halt's a seeing call
Now never underestimate me
Deliver's all I do
Shiver timber, open see
And sail on up to thee
Ever now for ever tree
Ever ever me and you
(Ever ever you and me)

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