Duran Duran - This Is How A Road Gets Made | ||
This is how a road gets made. Somebody walked on a virgin (land). Someone else saw their tracks and followed them, leaving a path. It seemed as though i were looking down the hill when I first saw it, but, as I waled on, I realized I was going up. Somebody whistled behind and urning round, they seemed far below. Then I came to where there had been a fire and was shaded from the sun by the trees. Figure of eight. It's our year, it always was. Credentials: Made of earth, drinks water, breathes air, makes fire. |
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