Sunday

Clapton

So old

Wonderful tonight.
Tears in heaven. 
I shot the sheriff. 
Layla. 
Keys to the highway. 
Where was 'bell bottoms blues.' oh. That's not here. That'll never be performed live again. The song of a nameless band, no longer living... 

So the concert ended, and I don't remember how it goes, but only the Clapton on my phone. The simulated Layla, who goes on singing, dancing as the slow tresses of her dress wave goodbye.  

old age love smells

Only the clapton on my phone…

It was only the clapton that i saw through my phone



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