Darlings are you ready for the long winter's fall?
Said the
Clear light on a slick palm
As I misdeal the day
Slip
Old lady with a barrow, life near ending
Standing by the
As the dawn sun breaks over sleepy gardens
I'll be here
Black and viscous, bound to cure blue lethargy
Sugar plum petroleum
Hair stands high on the cat's back like
A ridge of
Orion, won't you give me your star sign
Orion, get up
She wore a black tiara, rare gems upon her fingers
And