Voor in de zon.

Nick Drake is een held. Te mooie teksten, te mooi gitaarspel en veel te vroeg gestorven. Moet je dit eens lezen: Three hours from London Jacomo’s free Taking his woes Down to the sea In search of a lifetime To tell when he’s home In search of a story That’s never been known. Three hours from speaking Everyone’s flown Not wanting to be Seen on their own Three hours is needed To leave from them all Three hours to wonder And three... Read More