Through the Night
As I sit down and observe the dark,
It inoculates in, pushes me in this barque.
Such a gnawing dark spinoff,
Riding this wave of crest and trough.
Witnessing the unpleasant orchestra of sorrow,
Hoping for a sanguine...
It inoculates in, pushes me in this barque.
Such a gnawing dark spinoff,
Riding this wave of crest and trough.
Witnessing the unpleasant orchestra of sorrow,
Hoping for a sanguine...