Its raining outside
And the nomads are once again looking for dry land
As they pack their bags
And board the train
A faithful dog ...
Follows them up and down
I will be late folks
I will be late
I never quite finished this place
Or any place for that matter
You go on
I shall catch up with you
In that eternal tomorrow.
And the nomads are once again looking for dry land
As they pack their bags
And board the train
A faithful dog ...
Follows them up and down
I will be late folks
I will be late
I never quite finished this place
Or any place for that matter
You go on
I shall catch up with you
In that eternal tomorrow.
2 comments:
Really beautiful one and after so long... it feels like I have drenched in the rain outside and will be now changing my dress and will sit on the easy-chair and will not be going anywhere today...it feels like that.
Thubla comment upror ogu.
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