November 2009
The guilty undertaker signs, The lonesome organ grinder cries, The sliver saxophones say i should Refuse you. Cracked bells and washed out horns, Blow into my face with scorn. It's not that way, I was
Love is cold, kills your dreams and schemes. The words are comin' like a neon-light Off and on, bringin' back last night Bringin' back last night I'm in love and nothing else can make me feel this w