“...he hears the ticking of the clocks,
and walks along with a parrot that talks,
hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailors all come in,
maybe she'll pick him out again, how long must he wait
one more time for a simple twist of fate...”
...he hears the ticking of the clocks,
and walks along with a parrot that talks,
hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailors all come in,
maybe she'll pick him out again, how long must he wait
one more time for a simple twist of fate...
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People tell me it's a sin, to know and feel too much within . . . I love the whole Blood On the Tracks album, but this ended up in my head mostly this morning!
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