A study of Malam Gardens
There’s a sense of urgency overcoming the streets
Like an avalanche of glass approaching to sweep
Playful fronts where melody meets
Just beneath the bustle
You can hear the rhythm
just
The pub whispers peacefully, enticing
Inside men listen on, blocking the
boom, and merrily hum.
It’s comfortable, quiet, warming
Just don’t look up.
Like an avalanche of glass approaching to sweep
Playful fronts where melody meets
Just beneath the bustle
You can hear the rhythm
just
The pub whispers peacefully, enticing
Inside men listen on, blocking the
boom, and merrily hum.
It’s comfortable, quiet, warming
Just don’t look up.
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