Words were never the answer Resplendently recondite they are It's just a way to tolerate the universal pain of simply living
A smouldering sun over a swelling sea Upon my tongue in adequate poetry Now somehow belongs to me
Thought I could write it off, stop the sky falling What could I control? But I know now how little words hold
Imaginary meaninglessly lovely Summarily succinctly all I know Which words to let goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
