Saturday night, lighting up the dark
On my own cloaks
wishing you to hope
Giving me a small body gold
Guilt from my silhouette
Best of its heart
Tryin' to know the glimpse in your part
Should I write my name?
As a commoner of your own shadow
To fight for my own serendipity
Or should I listen to require my voice production
Hey! If you know..
This little orphic
have its limited edition you forgot for.