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The Devil’s Daughter
Thinking for some reason of this song I wrote and recorded probably 15 years ago, during my “Elvis Costello” period… I used to dream with my eyes wide open I would sing songs for the deaf and paint pictures for … Continue reading
Posted in Poems, Statements
Tagged Elvis Costello, love, parables, pride, relationships, transformation
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