[guelah (the Fly)] — текст песни (Phish)


So maybe I could be a fly
And feed arachnid as I die
And view the ritual from within
The silken tunnel that they spin

And through the bedroom door intrude
A fretful frown and spoil the mood
`Cause though I never really stand that tall
She tilt my frame, she watch me fal



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