n2ize
06-01-2012, 07:39 PM
Thoughts of the rebellious crossed my mind.
Deck chairs glimmered in the ocean sun.
Like a million slaves smiling for freedom
Delia kissed me and the ocean and the sky became one.
In the washroom I was beaten by rebels with a cause.
Delia picked up my bleeding heart
Walked to the shore at dusk
And buried it at sea.
Deck chairs glimmered in the ocean sun.
Like a million slaves smiling for freedom
Delia kissed me and the ocean and the sky became one.
In the washroom I was beaten by rebels with a cause.
Delia picked up my bleeding heart
Walked to the shore at dusk
And buried it at sea.