ROCK
In the white room
with black curtains
near the station
Black roof country,
no gold pavements,
tired starlings
Silver horses
ran down moonbeams
in your dark eyes
Dawn light smiles
on you leaving,
my contentment
I'll wait in this place
where the sun never shines
Wait in this place
where the shadows
run from themselves
with black curtains
near the station
Black roof country,
no gold pavements,
tired starlings
Silver horses
ran down moonbeams
in your dark eyes
Dawn light smiles
on you leaving,
my contentment
I'll wait in this place
where the sun never shines
Wait in this place
where the shadows
run from themselves