i'm hiding in plain sight. but no one's looking for me |
Do you see the footsteps in the snow?
Going where they should not go...
Do you see the footsteps in the snow?
Going where they should not go...
It gathers
That is all that matters...
A vast, desolate place
Betwixt the flower and the mace...
I see a man on the street
He sits all day watching the passersby...
Shining Angel of the Night
I now feel your gentle touch...
Turning on a million lights will only cast a million shadows. |
Spare the knife and spoil the blood... |
Half a Bottle of Vodka and a Chocolate Eclaire |