Monotone
Singing for the heart of it
On a throne of uncertainty
Playing guitar to hear the art in it
Open the window to let in the clouds
Now by far the words are sown
Seeded in deep thought
beautiful disaster has grown
Silent drones in the heart of it
Cant lift out of this pitch his now stuck in
By mik3y
© 2008 mik3y
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