Monday, May 05, 2008

Fear the gopher fear the gopher fear the gopher fear the gopher


I never saw such pretty music
Was it an angel played for me?
No angel ever sung so sweet
No person ever played so free
You are morning on the piano
A sunrise on my ears
You tingle down my spine and so
I can’t bring words to bear
Are my eyes now sweating?
Sorrows are for forgetting
When it’s you I hear

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