
And it’s an endless moving that keeps me
alive and breathing in spite of all this
mess engulfing my whole life.
And it’s a ceaseless drifting that carries
my old body on eternal railways
of iron, flesh and tears.
Spread the love
And it’s an endless moving that keeps me
alive and breathing in spite of all this
mess engulfing my whole life.
And it’s a ceaseless drifting that carries
my old body on eternal railways
of iron, flesh and tears.