The cemetery road
It winds through my mind
Across my heart
Upon my flesh.
Gravestones are small
Gravestones are big...
Oh, look the hole!
Let's dig that pit.
And throw our bones,
Undress our souls,
So we can fully joy the life.
Absolve your flame
Escaping fire
Go in the run - up to get high
And disappear in depth of night.
But leave the light
The thought in flight.
The thought in flight
© Copyright: Крэппи Маларки, 2012
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