Song for Zula

You see, the moon is bright in that treetop night
I see the shadows that we cast in the cold, clean light
My feet are gold. My heart is white
And we race out on the desert plains all night
See, honey, I am not some broken thing
I do not lay here in the dark waiting for thee
No my heart is gold. My feet are light
And I am racing out on the desert plains all night

-- Phosphorescent, "Song for Zula"

Vivien sent me this song early this morning. Listen to it. It's quite lovely:

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