viernes, 25 de septiembre de 2009

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* THE SOIL FALLING OVER MY HEAD

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Oh Mother,
I can feel
the soil falling over my head
And as I climb into an empty bed
Oh well. Enough said.
I know it's over - still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
Oh Mother,

I can feel the soil falling over my head
See, the sea wants to take me
The knife wants to slit me
Do you think you can help me ?



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