| 9:33p |
In the Shadow of the Moon
In the shadow of the Moon
Now lying wide awake,
The cocoon had burst too soon
Leaving nothing in the wake.
Mind has got no place to run
Sky is mostly sepia tones.
Uptown train had come and gone,
We ain’t never coming home.
Current Mood: – Блюз, блюз, Говно!
Current Music: Em блюз |