"Song of the week"
On the subject of Music“About to walk” by Throw Me the Statue
Favorite space is a palindrome
Where I tuck in the cannonball
And I never have to share
And where nobody can see
Well, I was just about to walk
Five miles in a day
Shame is always bathed in light
And it always looks the same
Strange nights locked inside
I was waiting for a road ahead
I was lying in my Western bed
Clues and clues dressed in white
Double dreams tend to land big blows
After all with the evening ghosts
‘Cause they were only there to break my toast
Left you under the indulgent chore
Plead your case with the famous whore
Like, will anybody see?
Or would anybody care?
I was just about to walk
Five miles in a day
Bliss is always bathed in light
But she never talks the same
Strange nights locked inside
I was waiting for a road ahead
I was lying in my Western bed
Clues and clues dressed in white
Double dreams tend to land big blows
After all with the evening ghosts
‘Cause they were only there to break my toast
Strange nights locked inside
I was waiting for a road ahead
I was lying in my Western bed
Clues and clues dressed in white
Double dreams tend to land big blows
After all with the evening ghosts
‘Cause they were only there to break my toast