Sun over the hills
barely there but
you still spark.
Wickedly mocking my every move
state your motive or give it up.
I can tell by that look in your eyes
that you mean trouble
but the aura in the moon
is hazey.
Can't read my mind but
neither can Houdini.
I search for nirvana
and attain immortality
don't waste his time or
blood and wine ye shall dine..
Sweat and Wastelands...
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 6:56 AM UTC
Sun over the hills
barely there but
you still spark.
Wickedly mocking my every move
state your motive or give it up.
I can tell by that look in your eyes
that you mean trouble
but the aura in the moon
is hazey.
Can't read my mind but
neither can Houdini.
I search for nirvana
and attain immortality
don't waste his time or
blood and wine ye shall dine..
Sweat and Wastelands...
