letra de monachopsis, pt. 2 - dytenna
[spoken word]
my vanishing act
when i got sick of the bar and i sometimes did, i had a place to go
it was a tall field of grass in abandoned graveyard
i didn’t consider this to be a morbid pastime
it just seemed to be the best place to be
it offered a generous cure to the vicious hangover
through the grass i could see the stones
many were tilted at strange angles against gravity as though they must fall, but i never saw one fall although there were many of those in the yard
it was cool and dark with a breezе and i often slept therе
i was never bothered
each time i returned to the bar after an absence, it was always the same with them: “where the h-ll you
been? we thought you died!”
i was their bar freak, they needed me to make themselves feel better
just like, at times, i needed that graveyard
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- wizzard › letra de we're gonna rock'n'roll tonight - wizzard
- dilema › letra de blue collar bars - dilema
- noitalumis › letra de (intro) verted - noitalumis
- keith wonderboy johnson › letra de blessing for you - keith wonderboy johnson
- soto asa › letra de lanesesito - soto asa
- joao neto frederico › letra de minha vida de solteiro (ao vivo) - joão neto & frederico
- kalleem london › letra de drunk - kalleem london
- sylva › letra de summer plays - sylva
- cheeef › letra de range-ik - cheeef