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A song from my first (unpublished) album, "cHEAP_cANDY".
Recorded in MATCHBOX STUDIO, Nis, Serbia
Backing Vox: Sophie Tristesee, Vesna Barlas


HORSES

Soft is the night
fur­ther on across the river.
Spin­ning like a wheel
it’s lost behind the dawn.

Last night he dreamt of horses
but all their legs were bro­ken.
The Rainman’s com­ing home.

Dream no 33
mak­ing love to Lulu.
Golden years, heav­enly bouquets.

Sixty bridges to cross ahead
(made of sugar-​free dessert)
and live a life in tat­tered psy­che­delic furs.

There’s a heat wave
and the ice machines don’t seem to work,
like a stub­born pain
and a softer touch that comes and goes.

Some air to breath, an itch to scratch
just dip your head deep in the punch
and take a sip to help you
tran­quil­ize your mind.

Through the glass panes
naked posters smeared with glyc­er­ine,
just a soft touch
and the walls all turn to plasticine.

Some air to breath, an itch to scratch
just dip your cup deep in the punch
and take a sip to help you
tran­quil­ize your mind.

Beside the blink­ing traf­fic lights
where mar­ble stat­ues once stood,
some hobos try
to set the snow on fire.

Scented tis­sues, lonely girls
sob­bing on their feather beds,
they touch them­selves embarassed
in psy­che­delic furs.

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