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[potekhin]

A restless eye across a weary room
A glazed look and I was on the road to ruin
The music played and played as we whirled without end
No hint, no word her honour to defend

I will, I will she sighed to my request
And then she tossed her mane while my resolve was put to the
test
Then drowned in

Comments

[albiback]

А що це за вірші? Від них щось на душі щемить...

[potekhin]

pink floyd, a momentary lapse of reason, one slip

[albiback]

Exactly! Thanks!