Spirito

Post N° 67


BLACK HOLE SUNIn my eyesIndisposedIn disguiseAs no one knowsHides the faceLies the snakeThe sunIn my disgraceBoiling heatSummer stench'Neath the blackThe sky looks deadCall my nameThrough the creamAnd I'll hear youScream againBlack hole sunWon't you comeAnd wash away the rainBlack hole sunWon't you comeWon't you comeStutteringCold and dampSteal the warm windTired friendTimes are goneFor honest menAnd sometimesFar too longFor snakesIn my shoesA walking sleepAnd my youthI pray to keepHeaven sendHell awayNo one singsLike youAnymoreHang my headDrown my fearTill you all justDisappear
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