Fragments of Noir
Hopperesque
Thursday, 24 August 2017
Never Look Back
Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling some strings angel
Come get up my baby
In walked luck and you looked in time
Never look back, walk tall, act fine
Come get up my baby
Golden Years
(Bowie)
David Bowie
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