A piece of music to feed the soul, selected by Nastymisty
Hey now, letters burning by my bed for you Hey now, I can feel my instincts here for you, hey now By my bed for you, hey now, hey now
Uhu, you know it is frightening Uhu, uhu, you know it’s like lightning Hey now, now,
Hey now, letters burning by my bed for you Hey now, leave it to the wayside like you do, for you Imagination calling mirrors for you Hey now, hey now
Uh, you know it is frightening Uhu, uhu, you know it’s like lightning now now now now Hey now, now, hey now, now Hey now, now. Hey now, now. Uhu, uhu, uhu, uhu, uhu.
Eric Staller -Hello, I’m Eric Staller…If you know anything of my work you have some idea of the thread of optimism that runs through it. For 30 years I have been surprising and delighting my public, both within the museum walls and without.
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