Brand new little tune.
Moog Little Phatty and Dark Energy Doepfer for the synths.
"Funny how fortune bids us pause
And smooth the frowns of war
Let us cross over river, and rest under the sun
And sleep away my love
Happiness is thriving on the floor
Tonight the wine of life is drawn
Your face is a book
Of peaceful words
Where all the sorrow’s gone
I am not sorry
For, in my sense, tis happiness to die when you’re away
That which should accompany old age,
As honour and friends
Who gives a damn?
Does nobody understand?"
1980 by khoral
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