Sir Simon
Credit Cards And Trains
Like the windows I am closing can't keep away that coldLike my kitchen's just the place where you smoke and pan for goldLike all the things we try to discover are already used a lotAnd all attempts to stop the silence put us on the spotI've been trying all the time to keep calmEvery Message I am reading is a little pack of lies90 characters repeating one rethorical deviceAll the blueprints of my letters you are never going to readSo let's drink up and leave the cityThere are mistakes to repeatoh, credit cards and trainsI've been trying all the time to keep calm
From Letras Mania