The kid don't like the fuss so I put on a good face

Song of the day;;




They won't know who we are
So we both can pretend
It's written on the mountains
A line that never ends


As the devil spoke we spilled out on the floor

And the pieces broke and the people wanted more
And the rugged wheel is turning another round


Dorian, carrion

Will you come along to the end
Will you ever let us carry on


Swaying like the children

Singled out for praise
The inside out on the open
With the straightest face


As the sad-eyed woman spoke we missed our chance

The final dying joke caught on our hands
And the rugged wheel is turning another round


Dorian, carrion

Will you come along to the end
Will you ever let us carry on


Dorian, carrion

Will you come along to the end
Will you ever let us carry on
Dorian, will you follow us down


Dedicated to Tristan & Miles.

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