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Shleep
Robert Wyatt Lyrics


A Sunday in Madrid Pa arrives in the city of the closed doors, Greeted by…
Alien I sleep on the wing Above the rainclouds Blown by the wind…
Blues in Bob Minor Roger's in the archive looking up casement Martha's in the …
Free Will and Testament Given free will but within certain limitations, I cannot wi…
Heaps of Sheeps I realised my fists were clenched, I stretched my fingers t…
Maryan Over an ocean away Like salmon Turning back for Nayram To…
Out Of Season A late sparrow fledging Bathing in dust Beneath the gaping…
September the Ninth Woman wishing for wings, (Too large a lump to pass for…
The Duchess Oh my wife is tall and short, She won't do what…
Was a Friend Was A Friend (Wyatt, Hopper) Furry kind of greeting, not ex…