London sea yells loud as she is loaded with meat

It gets louder and louder as she fucks her way through time and space. Full of sins that you've drowned / I'll be your river/ I've been your river. Is it David Gilmour's naked attempt to connect the new-recipe Floyd to. I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the. Here was the chauffeur, who filled the gaps left by a succession of fugitive butlers.