"The sky was Bible black in Lyon
When I met the Magdalene
She was paralysed in a streetlight
She refused to give her name
And a ring of violet bruises
They were pinned upon her arm.
Two hundred francs for sanctuary
and she led me by the hand
To a room of dancing shadows where all the heartache disappears
And from glowing tongues of candles I heard her whisper in my ear
"'J'entend ton coeur"
I can hear your heart"
(Oggan)
Måste helt enkelt få med mig några av Marillions skivor till veckan, går ju inte att vara utan dom før længe! Eller så får jag ladda upp på datorn, så jag alltid har med dom! ;) Oggan, nær blir vår fika av, har væntat en evighet snart!? :)
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