Clark-Hutchinson
Cane Hill
HereUpon these ghostly shadowsOf men and womenThere are no smilesSinglyThey mingleWith the greyness of the wallsAnd at strange angelsThey travel onTo nowhereEach a nucleusOf sadness and despairSmallOr no conversationPasses their cigarette-stained lipsThey sitThe lonely onesSitting eternallyIn institutionsThat have become their eyesThat have become their armsTheir legsThey are empty nowJust shells moving back and forthUpon a shoreOf some uncharted beachLetras de cancionesUp steep green hillsThey lingerLike the darkness thoughtsThat push them selvesInto your mindYou cannot question themFor they will not answer youTheyAre our deepest fears
From Letras Mania