Beach , Don Lino, Cuba
Petebo rail bridge, looking east to Norwood
Your letters they all say that you're beside me now
Then why do I feel alone?
I'm standing on a ledge and your fine spider web
Is fastening my ankle to a stone
( the world we know gets slowly nibbled away)
So long Marianne
Then why do I feel alone?
I'm standing on a ledge and your fine spider web
Is fastening my ankle to a stone
( the world we know gets slowly nibbled away)
So long Marianne
Marianne passed away a few days ago,
dont know about Suzanne
down by the river, and the Sisters of Mercy
might do a show, Mother Russia?
Split Rail fence
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