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"Was a light bulb burning out.
Waiting for my mother’s touch.
She wasn’t there amid the thunder,
I’ll remember how it used to be.
How it used to be."
Waiting for my mother’s touch.
She wasn’t there amid the thunder,
I’ll remember how it used to be.
How it used to be."
— Dan Mangan, ‘Unnatural Progression.’
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Dan Mangan’s Nice, Nice, Very Nice [2010]
Check out other albums in itunes store:
Postcards and Daydreaming [2005]
