Split Enz Tonight
I was caught up by the strings of evening
As four walls held in sounds straining
To reach the farthest corners of memory
Yesterday's stars bright reclaiming
The beauty of former glory
I was sucked in by the oasic sounds
Of men becoming young again.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
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