Something faintly emanating
Perfume and decay
Whispered lightly in the wind
That she had got away
Longing for the touch of something
Soft upon my face
I thought about her fingertips
And not her lack of grace
1 | Constantinople |
2 | Hello Skinny |
3 | Act Of Being Polite |
4 | Make Me Moo |
5 | Die In Terror |
6 | Santa Dog |
7 | Don't Be Cruel |
8 | Two Lips |
9 | Demons Dance Alone |
10 | Harry The Head |