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26 августа '17
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6 лет 256 дней назад
Dory Previn — Mythical Kings and Iguanas (1971)
Dory Previn — The Lady With The Braid (1971)I have flown to star-stained heights
On bend and battered wings
In search of mythical kings
Mythical kings
Sure that everything of worth
Is in the sky and not the earth
And I never learned to make my way
Down, down, down where the iguanas play
I have ridden comet tails
In search of magic rings
To conjure mythical kings
Mythical kings
Singing scraps of angel-song
High is right and low is wrong
And I never learned to make my way
Down, down, down where the iguanas live
Astral walks I try to take
I sit and throw I ching aesthetic bards
And tarot cards are the cords to which I cling
Don't break my strings
Or I will fall
I wish I could, I wish I could
I wish I could
Curse the mind that mounts the clouds
In search of mythical kings
And only mystical things
Mystical things
Cry for the soul that will not face
The body as an equal place
And I never learned to touch for real
Or feel the things, iguanas feel
Down, down, down
Where they play
Teach me, teach me
Teach me, reach me
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