Calmness
The priestess of calm normality
Lives here temporarily
She tries to cover the skies
Black chaos of the nonentities
She smiles condescendingly
Reconciled with the world
I measure her time
When she will fall out from the corner
When she will meet with an accident
And I will jump in the precipice again.
Monday, 10 September 2007
Lisa Gerrard - Come Tenderness
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