Tuesday, May 24, 2005

May

Perhaps the lyrics will mean something to you, or perhaps they will mean nothing at all. In any case, there is nothing wrong with the tune.

End Of May

Close your eyes and roll a dice
Under the board there's a compromise
If after all we only live twice
Which life is the runroad to paradise

Don't say a word
Here comes the break of the day
In white clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May

Close your eyes and make a bet
Faced to the glare of the sunset
This is about as far as we get
You haven't seen me disguised yet

Don't say a word
Here comes the break of the day
In white clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May

Close your eyes and make a wish
Under the stone there's a stone-fish
Hold your breath, then roll the dice
It might be the runroad to paradise

Don't say a word
Here comes the break of the day
In while clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end

Don't say a word
Here comes the break of the day
In white clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May

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