samedi 1 octobre 2011

" Fin septembre , le froid se fait attendre "



" In restless dreams I walked alone,
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light,
That split the night and touched the sound of silence"

 


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