Every day, you crawl into the night. a fallen angel, with your wings set alight. when you hit the ground. everything turns to blue. I can't get through the smoke.
Oooh. . What happened?. Why didn't I listen to myself. I thought I'd know how to handle it. But I didn't. . So confused. Where I stand. Do I stand alone.
Everyday, you crawl into the night. A fallen angel, with your wings set alight. When you hit the ground. Everything turns to blue. I can't get through the smoke.
My son John was tall and slim. And he had a leg for every limb. Now he's got no legs at all. They're both shot away with a cannonball. Well were you drunk or were you blind.