Built my house from barley rice Green pepper walls and water ice Tables of paper wood, windows of light And everything emptying into white
Simple garden, with acres of sky A brown-haired dogmouse if one dropped by Yellow Delaney would sleep well at night With everything emptying into white
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A sad blue-eyed drummer rehearses outside A black spider dancing on top of his eye Red-legged chicken stands ready to strike And everything emptying into whiteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
