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Wednesday 9 May 2018

Sun Don't Shine


Whoopie Cat, 2016

Beatriz Costa and a little birdie





Jodie Kidd, Givenchy Haute Couture Autumn/Winter 1997

 

 



The bluest of days.
Contrasted by the highest of lows.
We played through your maze,

to watch your walls continue to grow.
We became self aware,
reflective, yet so unprepared.
only ourselves to blame,
we work day and night to build our own cage.

The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh, lord no.
The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh no.

Oh lord, I know just how far you plan to go.
Just to take away the right
of those lost and dying souls.
Well, I don't need anyone telling me things are alright
when I got my own eyes.
I love, I love the way that you sleep as we cry out at night.

The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh, lord, no.
The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh no.

The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh, lord, no.
The sun don't shine for me, no more.
The sun don't shine for me, oh no.






Firebird Headdress & Winged Harness designed and made by Rob Goodwin


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