When I crashed my husband's car and he's about to come
The road to the future. Alley. Perspective to the future
It's terrible for me to come to a barbecue on a red Ford
The image is like in a kaleidoscope, it feels like it's about to change to another picture
Fabulous art, sickles of the moon on the crowns of trees, a girl on a ladder to a tree, rises to one of them
That's how they used to listen to music - on a gramophone and from vinyl