…the sun is shining, it’s one of the warmest days in about 6 months. The winter tyres have been swapped for the summer ones, the driving is smooth, the grip better so the corners are taken that bit faster, the MP3 player turned up a few clicks more is belting out the grinding tones of Toxicity…
“…New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder,
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
Sacred and silence and sleep,
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
Disorder, disorder, disorder…”
In the words of Louis Balfour … nice!
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