It was not long ago
When I had assumed
My face was a stone
And my thoughts were alone
When the lights rise
I’ll have his collar by the throat
But until then
The clamour in the frames will remind me that I desire
Desire
1 | Shape |
2 | Apply |
3 | Design |
4 | Window III |
5 | Keam Theme |
6 | Divide |
7 | Treasure Of We |
8 | Plane Temp |
9 | Forge |
10 | Dissect |