Walking down the street.
Coming home quite late.
Striding on my tired feet
Considering my fate...
Oh, how crazy!
Oh, how lazy!
And that's amazing,
So deep and jazzy!
Walking at night,
Looking for adventure...
But it's all right!
I am no backbencher!
Oh, how strange!
Oh, how... can I change
The way they all arrange...
I feel a hint of rage...
Walking down the street,
Breathing wintry air...
Trees glimpse moonlit
And magic's everywhere...
00:34 05.02.2015
Walking 05. 02. 2015
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