Category Archives: Generale

Eine wee Nachtmusik

white rabbit one to scrub up the mud counting each hour forgetting of time white rabbit two won’t run out of drive no look shoots, brakes the glass while white rabbit three sneaks in the dark side   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3c48_7He4B4 Anyhow … Continue reading

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One Hundred Years

Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes I thought it was there for good so I never tried. honey mud deep of melancholy Under a black flag A hundred years of blood touching blue like fire … Continue reading

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the warmth and the distance

from a darker tattoed star sand shrine in the rain homeless smiles after miles away, faces fade so long play Hades as moon melt down to earth again to free flood now ed è proprio questo che mi piace tanto … Continue reading

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1 9 6 9

I’ve seen your trick of blood, your trap of fire Your ancient wound, your scarlet moon And your jailhouse smile

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1 8 9 T R E

Playin’ touch football on Marijuana Street Or in a marijuana field, you are so beneath my cleats Get high, so high that I feel like lying Down in a cigar, roll me up & smoke me cuz (I feel like … Continue reading

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gloria soltanto all’esilio

Falkirk is situated in the Forth Valley, somewhere beteewn Glasgow and Edinburgh. No one is entirely sure. god bless scottish pie and celtic men

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13th notes

casual work, casual encounters as the western wind blows out angers lets you flow just as stout and so I feel glasgow belfast and berlin such a small world isn’t it? longing for some fun foxy fenian phoenix smouldering we’d … Continue reading

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she’s something else

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tasting like a raindrop

I hitched down one saturday Sixty miles to Kilmarnock To see Hibernian play The day was bright and sunny But the game I won’t relay And there was no Kilmarnock bunnet To make me want to stay

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game on!

I am all alone this time around Sometimes on my side I hear a sound Places parallel I know it’s you Feel the little peices bleeding through And on, this goes on

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