Salomon Skistøvler

schwanie @ 2010-03-06T10:06:00

I sing and drink and sleep on floors
And try hard not to be annoyed
By all these people worrying about me
So when I'm suffering through some awful drive
You occasionally cross my mind
It's my hidden hope that you are still among them

Well, are you?

 

Oh, you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet
And hold the earth in place
Each time a curtain opens
sunlight pours in
a lifetime melts away
and we share a name
on some picturesque grave

But when the wind starts to shift
There's no argument