Lullaby
The town is closed. The teenagers are asleep.Even the wind has given up, and the sunslumbers somewhere.
I am home with my computers, unhappy with my life.I have lived it carefully. I have been the candleholder,never the candle.
The town is closed. The teenagers are asleep.Even the wind has given up, and the sunslumbers somewhere.
I am home with my computers, unhappy with my life.I have lived it carefully. I have been the candleholder,never the candle.