Cast a shadow on the wall
I'll sleep in the cracked brick stones
My flame is flickering dim light
Lit dim by a steamy fire side
The coal and the brimstone burn
Patchwork fingers stitch the last threads in the wool
Wonder years flutter by like a butterfly
My breath rests asleep on the wind
Stamp the ashes the embers wither away
Flowers bloom in spring fast fading to decay
Meaning is lost in a void of complexion
Whisp a of a whispering silence
Soft footsteps barely blanket the snow
The previous innocents o vanquished woe
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 10:37 PM UTC
Cast a shadow on the wall
I'll sleep in the cracked brick stones
My flame is flickering dim light
Lit dim by a steamy fire side
The coal and the brimstone burn
Patchwork fingers stitch the last threads in the wool
Wonder years flutter by like a butterfly
My breath rests asleep on the wind
Stamp the ashes the embers wither away
Flowers bloom in spring fast fading to decay
Meaning is lost in a void of complexion
Whisp a of a whispering silence
Soft footsteps barely blanket the snow
The previous innocents o vanquished woe
