Attic Papers I'll put on some Miles, faded blue jeans and beat-up sneakers. I'll climb the stairs, blow the dust off those old trunks, and I'll find some stories, baby. Stories that'll make you cringe, and winge and sigh. I'll dig out some old records, and I'll put them on the turntable, listen to the skips like lullabies. Amsterdam July 25, 1999

And So Each Moment | Attic Papers | Eclipse | Great Bliss Queen | How Will it Be? | Kyrie

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