d'you hear the whisper of a spirit on the wind?
i'm sat in Easton on a sunny holiday
I miss Peru 🇵🇪 ill sing a blue-song and drive along the estuary
d'you hear a whisper when u cannot feel a thing?
in Gloucester on a wet and windy Christmas, Eve
I miss the bugle but it is all good it's only 40 on Friday
I drive from here to there alone
I often think I've only dug myself a dead end road/dirty hole
i hear a whisper and a whisper's all it is
the sky is empty as you drive across a bridge
I miss Peru 🇵🇪 i ll sing a blues song
and drive along the estuary
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