'I used to sing a song that went "No more springs, no more summers, no more falls", I believed I was nearing the morning when nettles would pour from the shower-head When I would be ripped out of the world for recasting the blues in plastic I believed I would finally break where I was bent That I would lose the game inside the game But that has not happened And I don't expect it ever will.' It's sad revisiting this after David's death. There is optimism in this poem. I suspect he finally lost the 'game inside the game'. RIP, mate.
@ryanboylan5391
2 жыл бұрын
I listen to this at least twice a week.
@siddthekid5046
5 жыл бұрын
Wow! Thought I had tracked down all DCB tidbits I could. Never heard this before. Thank you!!!
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