Jun 2013
O how it cracks
O how it tastes
O how the tang waits
Upon my face
Till the bag is gone
A new day waits
O how it tastes
O how the tang waits
Upon my face
Till the bag is gone
A new day waits
A quite good peace of work I have spent many hours working on
Written by
Andrew Eno
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