Ray's weekend pick
Toto's Africa.
I hear the drums echoing tonight,
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation.
She's coming in, twelve-thirty flight,
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation.
I stopped an old man along the way,
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies.
.............................
I hear the drums echoing tonight,
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation.
She's coming in, twelve-thirty flight,
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation.
I stopped an old man along the way,
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies.
.............................
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