Текст песни Reed Lou - My House
Reed Lou - My House слова песни
The image of the poet`s in the breezeCanadian geese are flying above the treesA mist is hanging gently on the lakeMy house is very beautiful at nightMy friend and teacher occupies a spare roomHe`s dead - at peace at last the Wandering JewOther friends has put stones on his graveHe was the first great man that I had ever metSylvia and I got out our Ouija BoardTo dial a spirit - across the room it soaredWe were happy and amazes at what we sawBlazing stood the proud and regal name DelmoreDelmore, I missed all your funny waysI missed your jokes and the brilliant things you saidMy Dedalus to your BloomWas such a perfect witAnd to find you in my houseMakes things perfectI really got a lucky lifeMy writhing, my motorcycle and my wifeAnd to top it all off a spirit of pure poetryIs living in this stone and wood house with meThe image of the poet`s in the breezeCanadian geese are flying above the treesA mist is hanging gently on the lakeOur house is very beautiful at nightOur house is very beautiful at night X3