At the very moment the wine bottle was being fished out of the water at Buddha Beach by an out of work cyclist, another message was being decoded in a fourth storey lock-down toilet in north Tel Aviv. It read:<\/p>\n
The soul of a cat, the song of a bird We live in heaven, heaven lives in us Woke up this morning in my clothes The soul of a cat is the song of a bird I made some mistakes, maybe too many I must be the luckiest man alive At the very moment the wine bottle was being fished out of the water at Buddha Beach by an out of work cyclist, another message was being decoded in a fourth storey lock-down toilet in north Tel Aviv. It read: … Continue reading
\nThe strangest tune ever heard
\nTaps its feet all the same<\/p>\n
\nIn the stars & the dust
\nTorn apart till we meet again<\/p>\n
\nWalking down the end of the road
\nCorner store, the paper hasn’t come
\nThink I might just keep on going
\nAcross the bridge & over the dunes
\nSomewhere, I don’t know<\/p>\n
\nThe truth is too absurd
\nBut it’s still true<\/p>\n
\nThis morning I’m not making any
\nThe sea is full, the sky is blue<\/p>\n
\nTo love you so, I could die
\nLucky the day you we’re born, I’m lucky now
\nNow there are no more songs to write
\nWhen you get this piece of paper I’ll be gone
\nJust need to walk awhile<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"