A crowd of men at your boots,
And I leave you all, your party.
To return, home, where you are not
And sit.
And the world collapses, all around you, entirely,
Completely, you sit, alone and I see
All of the ways I cannot enter.
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 4:31 AM UTC
A crowd of men at your boots,
And I leave you all, your party.
To return, home, where you are not
And sit.
And the world collapses, all around you, entirely,
Completely, you sit, alone and I see
All of the ways I cannot enter.
