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martedì 25 febbraio 2014

Galveston





Galveston, oh Galveston
I still hear your sea winds blowing
I still see her dark eyes glowing
She was 21 when I left Galveston.
Galveston, oh Galveston
I still hear your sea waves crashing
While I watch the cannons flashing
I clean my gun and dream of Galveston
....

(REM, Galveston)

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