Tuesday 12 October 2010

Zygomatic reflections of a transatlantic explosion

She has run from a halfway house
She said
Run away from a boring life
She said
And right now she's falling down
Again
Now I wonder if she'll live
To see another night

'Cause I am sick of shadows
I wanna see the sky
Under the moon as the days go by
And she dies

Now it's morning
And the stars
Are falling from the sky
Into rain