Member Rara Avis
Mumbai, India : now in Belgium
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
When lust fills your eye gouge it out
So you can be the holder of your eyes
In which her beauty there is no doubt
One day crestfallen I read the note
Scratching the tattoo on my behind
It said dear sir that tattoo should read
You are crazy and out of your mind
interesting as ever in the unique wayout style....WOW for yuh WayOutWalt...
Gave a jolly good twist here, lets see..
Ok time to leave for Pink Floyd is giving me a mad rush....
Hey you, out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile, can you feel me?
Hey you, don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone, would you touch me?
Hey you, with your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out, would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home....
by Roger Waters (Pink Floyd) - The Wall