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Little baby´s eyes,
yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon.
Let it follow.
I feel my luck could change;
red eyes and sleeping pills
I think you´re crazy,
maybe.
Finally my head is in the right position,
but my hands are tight.
I use to think
there was no future after all.
Think about the good times
never look back.
There´s nothing to say,
there´s nothing to do.
You know where you are
where we are.
Keep your toys in the wardrobe
I´ll be there.
Open up your eyes.-
"Una hora de la mano de Thom
Yorke en el lindísimo y apacible aeropuero de Orly, Paris,
Francia." |
