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The night that the power went out stumbling through drawers for a flashlight white in the match for a second or two burning my finger with wax on my shoe flying around like bat in a zoo it's a view that we won't ever see and I was the sleeve of your coat a maraca without any insides a silent garden of carrots and peas listening into the sound of the breeze patiently waiting for someone to leave with the sleeve on the coat rack downstairs but I'm not there I am right here Sitting alone with the things that I fear I've made mistakes but I don't care they're just an albatross hanging round an albatross hanging round my neck so stick out your tongue in the air cause you might not be able tomorrow the change in the weather the shape of the sun Letras de cancionesa slight indication that winter is done so catch all the snowflakes you can with your tongue cause you only can one day a year tomorrow the summer is here From Letras Mania