Eloy Memory-flash
What kind of song I think I can hear a lily white lily calling she seems to yearn to darken skin and hell I really know without her force you would be fallen you wouldn't need to praise mice in hell (Now Listen) This day be gray so take my advice and wait for the dawning wait for the rise of light tomorrow morning Look for the highest place in space to rest and stay you've got to chase the hourly rising sun next day
