11
Dec
08

What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains?

Here comes the sun

Sailing on a sea of sweat in a stormy night?

I think he ain’t got a name but I can’t be certain…
And in me he starts to confide:

That my family don’t seem so familiar, and my enemies all know my name; And if you hear me tap on your window, you’d better get on your knees and pray: panic is on the wAAAAaaaaaaaay (yyyy)…

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