Hi. It may not look like it but it does make sense and is singable :wink: (recorded proof exists if anyone cares to add some music to the vocals :lol: ).
fall for Snow In The South
Bake me another vanilla heart
I'll die with my legs apart
High up in the smog sky
One foot on each of the high rises they built on these tree islands instead of bridges
Call me from the phone booth
With one hand on the pane
Say “it snows in the south
And where are youâ€-“at the core of the rain†oh it's been a shaking poor row of days
I'll reach for the glowin' metal
Curtsey to the telephone mast
It's thus prophecies fulfil
I'll be losing my footing but before I'll fall from that sky and all its clouds,
I'll just manage to call via our oceanic line, say “it's time for me to go nowâ€
:D
Cheers,
straycat.
"oh, eventually it will break your heart" - anders wendin
