Klick macht groß
its way wilder down the street
Hearts flutter and race, the moon’s on the wane / Tarts mutter their dream hopes the night will ordain / Come schemers and dancers, cherry delight / As a Cleveland-bound Greyhound and it cuts through the night / And I’ve hocked all my yesterdays / Don’t try and change my tune / ‚Cause I thought I heard a saxophone / I’m drunk on the moon (Tom Waits)
© by Florian Fritsch
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