It was a cold November morningAnd I had gone out for a walk;It was my first day in Corfu;I was walking and smoking cigarettes,In the narrow streets of the city;There were no other people on the street,As I had...

The Earth has always had a planShe shifts continents like furniturestirs storms in her sleepstarts over when she feels like itShe doesn’t need permissionShe doesn’t need usNo, we didn’t cause all thisThe Earth has her own cyclesher own rhythmShe...