the dead speak to those who listen
the tombstone offered shade
to the flowers it was fragranced with
(funny, how you only receive so many of them once you're six feet under)
every petal; a tribute,
clashed with the peace the maestro...
to the flowers it was fragranced with
(funny, how you only receive so many of them once you're six feet under)
every petal; a tribute,
clashed with the peace the maestro...