the smell of southwester, lights of the houses sparkling across my window... my eye catches the bushes across, swinging carefree, then my dog licks my hand and i look at the time then feel thirsty and you forget all about the wind, forget all above, go back to bed, watch a movie and try to sleep......if only you see
just what you are beneath a star
that came to stay one rainy day
in autumn for free / things behind the sun - nick drake
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