Jon Swift
Death Valley Serenade
I will give to you what my father gave to me;a plastic pirate mask and a ring of seeds, an uncompleted task and associated deeds. The stars are closer now, my son. Our pain has reached beyond the sun.A cavern to be mined,beastly and unkind.No vision of behind, and a hammer that is blind.a newspaper morning and a piano with a stain,a bleeding heart that's riding on the back of a train.The stars are closer now, my son.
From Letras Mania