Citation de la Semaine #7

Well the dogs were barking at a new moon

Whistling a new tune

Hoping it would come soon

And the sun was wondering it it should stay away for a day

Til the feeling went away

And the sky was falling on the clouds were droping

And the rain forgot how to bring

Salvation

The dogs were barking at the new moon

Whistling a new tune

Hoping it would come soon

So that they could die.

Nelly Furtado, All Good Things