Hi, |
Images have danced
Pictures have entranced...
This tunnel so dark
I can't see the end...
Sit down next to me
My angel with scabbed wings...
Stick to your guns
Silver bullet special...
The nightfall wrapped in silence
Falls upon frost bitten rose hill...
Inside I’m just bare boards
Music without chords...
My heart shattered into a hundred different pieces
Tattered strips lie trodden on the floor...
No heart, no soul
Yellow bellied from the get go...
My friend has not been very well
He has a condition which affects his teeth...
There’s a car on the road down by the beck
Cruising like a ghost on through the night...
On his body we built this city |
He left this world in slumber |
He slipped away from this world |