sábado, 6 de dezembro de 2008

Parasol

When I come to terms, to terms with this When I come to terms with this When I come to terms, to terms with this My world will change for me I haven't moved since the call came Since the call came, I haven't moved I stare at the wall, knowing on the other side The storm that waits for me And the seated woman with the parasol May be the only one you can't betray If I'm the seated woman with the parasol I will be safe in my frame - Tori Amos -

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