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Sep 2015
drum beats percussion & bass
sounding through the hollow tunnel
of my spaced out head

pa-da-da-da
pa-da-da-da
shwup-di-dup

a thin voice like a wretched angel
beating at my heart strings
this is what being on street drugs

must feel like
electronic beeps running like
some train in my head

the endless train tracks
passing through everywhere
past the night's city lights

lonely hearts
in half-empty bars
propped up by the stars

yeah I'm feelin' it
yeah I'm feelin' it
shwup-di-dup

whisper a song of love
I can hear it
reaching for her in the dark

is this how we build Babylon
by the songs we write
& leave behind

yeah I'm feelin' it
Heard some fantastic new music on youtube today. The title  of the poem is in Spanish & means ' The music of my heart'
Dreams of Sepia
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Dreams of Sepia  Somewhere in the Universe
(Somewhere in the Universe)   
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