Your speech evokes a thousand sympathies,
And all my being’s silent harmonies
Wake trembling into music.
Dreams, Amy Lowell
Newcleus, Jam On it. 1984.
You've got to dig to dig it, you dig?
Your speech evokes a thousand sympathies,
And all my being’s silent harmonies
Wake trembling into music.
Dreams, Amy Lowell
Newcleus, Jam On it. 1984.