Oh the fall, how it broke me.
Tumbling downwards, down, down, dead.
In my old age, perhaps, I have been blind.
Utterly ignorant of myself, too.
The past, oh, it haunts me like ghosts in the window,
And the mirror,
And the water.
Oh, the water; above thee, the awning stood.
A deck, a streamer, and oh the cabins!
Whether I fell from the front or on top, no one knows.
But I fell, and it cracked me.
In the former times, perhaps I might have lived.
But now...
Dead, dead, dead, gone.
Two horses from one kingdom. Undecided friendliness.
*friendly steal
Tumbling downwards, down, down, dead.
In my old age, perhaps, I have been blind.
Utterly ignorant of myself, too.
The past, oh, it haunts me like ghosts in the window,
And the mirror,
And the water.
Oh, the water; above thee, the awning stood.
A deck, a streamer, and oh the cabins!
Whether I fell from the front or on top, no one knows.
But I fell, and it cracked me.
In the former times, perhaps I might have lived.
But now...
Dead, dead, dead, gone.
Two horses from one kingdom. Undecided friendliness.
*friendly steal