emilyann69

Grieves- Boogie Man The night is like a blanket that's suffocating the fire With a bow to the string and a note from the choir...I believe And that's about as far as it goes when you've been riding on the wings of a bloody murder of crows Hold it all out Throw it into the wind Let t lay down the line where the drama begins Because if everything is covered and teetering on a whim You can harmonize the sound of its insecurity hymn When it's played Stripped down and shaved Shipped off to battle in the shadow of the day And if anything is salvaged from the battered up remains You can sew it to your jacket to compensate for the pain