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Showing posts with label Sting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sting. Show all posts
Sting - And Yet

Sting - And Yet

Sting - And Yet This town, this stain on the sunrise Disguised in the mist, this morning. It’s 8 AM, a seagull shouts A sailor’s warnin...
Sting - Practical Arrangement

Sting - Practical Arrangement

Sting - Practical Arrangement Am I asking for the moon? Is it really so implausible? That you and I could soon Come to some kind of arr...