Away, Away,
For fortune's folly
In times of sorrow
I turned to you
You had me cry
You had me die
And pushed me towards
One drinking poison
I did not partake -
Only for one whimsy's sake
And now I sit awake,
Alone
In a psyche of misery
Poison to take
One weary death to make
Mar 18, 2012
Mar 18, 2012 at 10:03 AM UTC
Away, Away,
For fortune's folly
In times of sorrow
I turned to you
You had me cry
You had me die
And pushed me towards
One drinking poison
I did not partake -
Only for one whimsy's sake
And now I sit awake,
Alone
In a psyche of misery
Poison to take
One weary death to make