In the white room, with black curtains, near the station.
Black-roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawn-light smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
*Image via: HouseBeautiful via DesireToInspire
Lyrics by Cream
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