So many A to Z of countries we tried to name
Germonie, Finnland and a smiling Spain
It was Robert Louis Stevenson’s picture hanging in the frame
O’ Treasure Island
I wish I could pronounce your name
Holding hands and running in the rain we came...holding hands and running in the rain we came... holding hands and running in the rain we came
So many Royal Miles is what we passed
The five year old child and the Queen of Hearts
Two smiles, holding hot chocolats
Looking at buildings so flat we laughed...looking at buildings so flat we laughed...looking at buildings so flat we laughed
So many dead leaves is what we see
Then there must be life after death we agree
Do you know the way? Or are you following me... Do you know the way? Or are you following me...Do you know the way? Or are you following me...
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It plays like a confusing acid filled night out.
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