Monday, February 22, 2010

VI

I see you outside my window
You crouch by the inkwell
The pen speaks more than I know
The piece of paper does not tell

Gravity has lost me!
I am not who I wanna be
I can't see you anymore
Ghosts knocking at my door

I am gone gone gone
Jumped into a new skin
Disobediance was never a sin
Nothing is ever done

Lights flicker in this town
Filth flows down the street
Dark faces all shuffle round
David at my feet

I've made all of my demands
Innocence on my hands
There's a drizzle falling
I hear the wolves calling

I am gone gone gone
Jumped into a new skin
Suicide was never a sin
Nothing is ever done

We leave here at dawn
Seek audience with our king

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