Paul Weller Quotes

The morning slips away in a Valium haze and catalogues,And numerous cups of coffee,In the afternoon the weekly food is put in bags - as you float off down the high street.The shop windows reflect, play a nameless host to a closet ghost -A picture of your fantasy, a victim of your misery...
Paul Weller
Paul Weller
Incognito

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