Run the bow across the strings,
and play a tune.
Play my soundtrack.
Play it soft yet sharp
and wrenching.
Play it in the background.
Let the notes run in conflict,
depict agitation and foster
an increasing sense of foreboding.
Because I lay still this night
in perfect disharmony.
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 1:04 PM UTC
Run the bow across the strings,
and play a tune.
Play my soundtrack.
Play it soft yet sharp
and wrenching.
Play it in the background.
Let the notes run in conflict,
depict agitation and foster
an increasing sense of foreboding.
Because I lay still this night
in perfect disharmony.
