Echo of a Gunshot
On a scaffold of bones,(we) build a frameOf friendship, or lust, or love.And when (our brief)Time has passedThrough this world,(We are left)With that beautiful frame(To) remind and warm(us)And enliven us,Through …
On a scaffold of bones,(we) build a frameOf friendship, or lust, or love.And when (our brief)Time has passedThrough this world,(We are left)With that beautiful frame(To) remind and warm(us)And enliven us,Through …