<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=62102" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Memory Of A Free Festival</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe I should announce it, should i<br>Memory of a free festival<br>The children of the summers end<br>Gathered in the dampened grass<br>We played our songs and felt the london sky<br>Resting on our hands<br>It was gods land<br>It was ragged and naive<br>It was heaven<br>Touch, we touched the very soul<br>Of holding each and every life<br>We claimed the very source of joy ran through<br>It didnt, but it seemed that way<br>I kissed a lot of people that day<br>Oh, to capture just one drop of all the ecstasy that swept that afternoon<br>To paint that love upon a white balloon<br>And fly it from the toppest top of all the tops<br>That man has pushed beyond his brain<br>Satoria must be something just the same<br>We scanned the skies with rainbow eyes and saw machines of every shape and size<br>We talked with tall venusians passing through<br>And peter tried to climb aboard but the captain shook his head<br>And away they soared<br>Climbing through the ivory vibrant cloud<br>Someone passed some bliss among the crowd<br>And we walked back to the road, unchained<br>The sun machine is coming down, and were gonna have a party, ha ha ha<br>(repeat 25 times)<br>The sun machine is coming down, and were gonna have a party, yeah yeah<br>The sun machine is coming down, woh ho ho<br>Sun machine is coming down, oh oh oh ah<br>Sun machine is coming down, oh</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by David Bowie - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=62102" data-title="The Memory Of A Free Festival" data-description="Maybe I should announce it, should i Memory of a free festival The children of the summers end Gathered in the dampened grass We played our songs and felt the london sky Resting on our hands It was gods land It was ragged and naive It was heaven T..."></div> </div> </div>

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