one way ticket.
May. 24th, 2011 | 07:23 pm
From:: kosmonaute
http://www.spike.com/video-clips/dk
the empty handed painter from your streets is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets, this sky, too, is folding under you. all your seasick sailors, they are rowing home, your empty handed armies, are all going home. your lover who just walked out the door has taken all his blankets from the floor. the carpet, too, is moving under you.. and it's all over now.
poesia de verdad.
the empty handed painter from your streets is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets, this sky, too, is folding under you. all your seasick sailors, they are rowing home, your empty handed armies, are all going home. your lover who just walked out the door has taken all his blankets from the floor. the carpet, too, is moving under you.. and it's all over now.
poesia de verdad.