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P F M Premiata Forneria Marconi Photos Of Ghosts

Lie five dusty tomes With faded pasted pictures Of love's reverie. Across each cover is written, "Herein are Photos of Ghosts" Of ghosts, of ghosts,

Lie five dusty tomes With faded pasted pictures Of love's reverie. Across each cover is written, "Herein are Photos of Ghosts" Of ghosts, of ghosts

: Celebration You've spent a long time waiting For a perfect yesterday, Now fill your heart with celebration For that's love's way.

: Lady dancing on a Tulip Pirouetteing in the sunset Let me be your next cigarette. Church bells, played by a penguin Bearded priest who walks like

: Sire, Maesta Riverenti come sempre siam tutti qua Sire, Siamo Noi Il poeta, L'assassino E Sua santita Tutti, Fedeli Amici Tuoi. Prego, Amici Miei,

Shiny shoes, he runs to catch the train Rockets launched if he is late again Pushed and squeezed on the sardine machine To his Mr. Nine till Five routine

River of life Rain was your birth Gathered deep Beneath the earth. Search and seep, Hollow stone Issue and flow Virgin stream Meander free It's a long

Sire, Maesta Riverenti come sempre siam tutti qua Sire, Siamo Noi Il poeta, L'assassino E Sua santita Tutti, Fedeli Amici Tuoi. Prego, Amici Miei, Lo

Lie five dusty tomes With faded pasted pictures Of love's reverie. Across each cover is written, "Herein are Photos of Ghosts" Of ghosts, of ghosts