Parading

I think we might be happy in the end, in the dark

of a hollow tree, a seed bank or a blast-proof bunker,
of a hollow tree, a seed bank or blast-proof bunker,
of a hollow tree, a seed bank or blast-proof bunker,
if only you would sing the song I love, you know
if only you would sing the song I love, you know
the one about our precious eschatology, the one
the one about our precious eschatology, the one
I always ask to hear to lull me back to sleep. —Dave Lucas
I always ask to hear to lull me back to sleep.
—Dave Lucas

atoms

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *