Least afraid
what he is
It's possible sink
Like a sinking ship
Won't go down with the crew
Bowels oil to the boat
Let his heart fade away
Like ENGINE SMOKE
It could drown the port
It will all go dark
Black like hope
In a dormant heart
In what so sparks
All the answer then
Pine needles in his palm
And his heart and his soul
And I can't decide
And my feet they drag
But my eyes are fixed
There's no side of mind
There's no side of mind
And I won't fade away
Like ENGINE SMOKE

INVIA LE CORREZIONI