Tuesday, August 07, 2018
Echoes
Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves,
The echo of a distant tide
Comes willowing across the sands
And everything is green and submarine.
Echoes, Pink Floyd, 1971
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