Tuesday, 16 March 2010

Tom Waits- Alice

“And so a secret kiss, Brings madness with the bliss, And I will think of this, When I’m dead in my grave, Set me adrift and I’m lost over there, And I must be insane, To go skating on your name, And by tracing it twice, I fell through the ice, Of Alice, There’s only Alice.”

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