At this rate; it's all pen to paper,
so...see you when the moon strikes,
'cause it all strikes so high,
so see you later pen to paper,
'cause the soul says it all...-
down by every downfall,
'cause pen to paper can all fall,
break it all down, break it all down...
cause I see it all by the 'brow's frown...
'tween facial lines-I have been fine;
behind every zombies mask and...
down the ashes overstoned path's,
so lead me down by your own befall,
'cause as I'm beguiled, your just the fool, so creul...so creul,
the only fool standing in the rain,
Where would you go...where would you go in your veins?-'cause,
"you can't borrow idle sorrow"
as the other Poe said, I listend,
but what were the words that I was missin'? I could just listen, so...
bring down the pair of sorrow's,
'cause I'd listen,
I will always listen.
