Might be Dark

[Gog]

Might be Dark

Wherever we go the story goes
the seasons change and the murders start
Marks of champions and passage of fools
Why wait for the ending so long?
We can play devils and heroes
and dance to the silence of songs

Pour your pocket into my coins
mend your brain with mine, and point me towards
the rhythm of something
Make the feeling of truth with my words
don’t frown when the fall down is you
Talking while the skin of the drum breaks

 

[up all night]

I'm constantly surprised by the things I read in here and curious about the lives of the people behind the words. Thanks for the glimpse.