You remind me of the man...
What man?
The man with the power.
Power?
The power of voodoo.
Who do?
You do.
Do what?
Remind me of the man...
Is that the truth?
Course it is. Give or take a lie or two.
You remind me of the man...
What man?
The man with the power.
Power?
The power of voodoo.
Who do?
You do.
Do what?
Remind me of the man...
Is that the truth?
Course it is. Give or take a lie or two.
True beauty exists in things that last only for a moment.
Current Mood: Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right