whistling mermaids spells
The poet inside me is on his knees
deadly silent
But there's a band inside me
that keeps on playing night and day
sings little things like na na na na
The warrior in me gets rid of his shield
wishing death
The night in me runs out of spell
like a boneless man
But there's a band inside me
that keeps on playing night and day
sings little things like na na na na
The streams in me rolling from deep sea
like dream guitars
The woman in me makes up dragging time
knowing the world will wait
But there's a band inside me
that keeps on playing night and day
sings little things like na na na na
Willy Crook
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