Marc Bolan - Wind Quartets Lyrics
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Wind Quartets
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What Are The Lyrics For Wind Quartets By Marc Bolan?
The wind quartet howls softly
My jeep hand strokes her necklace Crusted, crammed with old Etruscan gold Her bird head torn with summer Inspects a Spartan runner Robbing time a chosen Prince of Speed My goblet drenched with Autumn Tears for my dead cat Ena Silver Surfer sorcerer of spray She headed deep in chartreuse A falcon glimpse of white teeth Separated by lace cinnamon folds We hid and rid in hansom Cab wrenched from lost Byzantium Lordlett who once held the earth In chains |
Who Wrote Wind Quartets By Marc Bolan?
Marc Bolan
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