Please don’t cry, they stopped hours ago. (acoustic cover of The Brave Little Abacus)
imaginary times on an imaginary couch listening to imaginary records, and with imaginary mouths saying, „boy this is it, this must be it; please can’t this be it?“
imaginary times on an imaginary couch listening to imaginary records, and with imaginary mouths saying, „boy this is it, this must be it; please can’t this be it?“