Dead Silence (1979)
04/17/2022
memories of yesterday hasten the
memories of yesterday hasten the
And as I looked at him our eyes met;
Leaving behind it the remains of
So let the rain fall and listen to
lustous and beautiful creations
Existence being only by a mere
And as darkness fell there was
I ask this is earnest, waiting impatiently
No imagination needed
And though with progression
as we hear from years come