|
bookmarks:
|
main | ongoing | archive | private |
Her heart - made of gold Now just runs black Why so morose? We hold close Drinking to a toast Let's meet down near the ivory coast The pearly gates open wide Blue ember lights call to me Need to end this misery Bones start to rust There's so much I need to confess Everytime I die- I see your face You stare back at me- foolishly Carelessly- I fall back into your faithful embrace The nights still light as cities burn with delight Glad we are whole again, if only for tonight.
(March 7th, 2010)