:13:02
On Sunday night
:13:05
I pick up more girls
:13:08
Than I can possibly want
:13:11
None of them will ever
:13:14
Trap me again
:13:17
No feeling
:13:19
Is worth the price of freedom
:13:23
My sweet baby
:13:26
Has upped and gone
:13:28
Too bad, too bad
:13:31
I was living on a volcano
:13:35
My sweet baby
:13:38
Has gone and left
:13:45
I couldn't care less
:13:52
...as the midday angelus rang,
:13:54
the priest shared
Bishop Maillet's last moments...
:14:01
I kissed my father.
:14:05
I kissed my mother.
:14:13
I brought your things in.
:14:38
The summer holidays had started.
:14:40
A feeling of
oppression moved in.
:14:50
I went over to the mirror.
:14:57
I undressed myself hideously.