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• Artiste: Cocoanut Groove
• Titre: The Looking Glass
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Follow me down, will you please, through these roads in my mind & I'll shut my eyes as we wait for the tape to rewind To an august of magic & dust & sour summer wine & it's there that my thoughts wander still every time that the wind moves through the branches of these pines & It casts a spell and holds me hypnotized Kites in a mackerel sky as we'd ride across the town on your bike The river lay still & mirrored the clouds It's funny how some things just stick in your mind But our summer-world was fading & running out of time As we walked through the last of that strange summer the day grew dark & left the park in slumber & suddenly I find myself inside a world beyond the looking glass Gazing back through time & everything is strange beyond the looking-glass But let us now move from the sweet taste of a long summer's air Through autumns gentle unease & winter's despair To the view from a dull window sill & the bleak streets below A looking-glass world where the days are sleepy & slow & suddenly those days were just a memory A polaroid with colours fading strangely & suddenly I find myself inside a world beyond the looking glass & backwards moves the time & everything is strange beyond the looking-glass & we would count the evening stars, remember? Falling just like leaves in windy weather Da da dadada...