Echoes

Open a door

Up and down and up and down.
Onomotopea of shoes and boots and sneakers.
Once sung, twice spoken, you can't speak here, but the right notes bounce more then once.
I come and I go

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The-book-of-love
Is-long-and-bo-ring
No-one-can-lift
The-damn-thing
It’s filled with char——-
Aaaaaaahaaaaaahaaaaahaaahaaahaaha I
I loooove it when you siding to meee-and
Yooooouuuuuoooouuuooouuuooo-uh
You can siiiing me anything

And so he spooke, and so he spoke
That lord of Caaas-tah-MEre
But now the rains, weep O’er his hall
With no-one-there to-heeeaar

Dios duna mi forsaaa pa mi bibaaa
Dioh dun—mi forseh pah mi trahhh
Trahando————rrrreeeeehhhhhhkkkkkkk
rrrreeeeehhhhhhkkkkkkk
rrrreeeeehhhhhhkkkkkkk

Sing sing sing, I wish I could be here for a while longer, though I have to go as soon as I come.

Yeah I just haven’t been feeling great lately, I don’t know maybe it’s stress, I mean I’m still worrying so much about that situation. What sitaution. You know what I mean. Is there really a situation? I me——-

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Close a door

Yeah it’s like you said, I used the example of the mall to refer to this idea of a product being adapted into a market——and then selling it back again, but that’s what I mean, the mall wouldn’t even go out of it’s way to do that because it’s main interest is profit, and it———