domingo, 11 de octubre de 2009

Gravel Track Blues



Pacing down this gravel track/rivers running either side/dead fish floating on the water/wish there can be a you an I/

Looking to the sky/the sun beats on my face/your laughter curses through my bones/my mind is out of place./

I keep on walking...

Draw a knife across my eyes/hear the birds sing now I´m blind/you don´t want me to like you/but I´m painted on your mind./

You got nothing to hurt me with/I will walk the thoughts away/my soul and yours together/until my final day/

My feet are bleeding...

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