street spirit
Rows of houses all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out-
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out-

0 Comments:
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home