Gravedancer
Автор: Changing Seasons
Загружено: 2026-01-26
Просмотров: 19
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Words on paper
Seem not dear to me
Wednesday, Thursday
By Friday night
She's dancing on my grave
Great despair in her eyes
But I really don't mind
And everytime she calls out my name
I can feel it all around me
I can tell that it won't be very long
For her to truly come
Saturday, Sunday
My holy day
Monday, Tuesday
I can't tell day from night
It really does feel the same
But when Friday comes around
That's when the music play
It can, honestly, brighten a grave
And everytime she calls out my name
I can feel it all around me
I can tell that it won't be very long
For her to truly come
I can't get it out of my head
As the days darken and
The nights are more often
I won't need a light, you know I'm fine
Cause she'll come along, I know she will
Light feet moving ever so elegantly
Upon me
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