Rufus Wainwright. Poses. In A Graveyard. Zeneszám
Wandering properties of death
Arresting moons within our eyes and smiles we did rest
Amongst the granite tombs to catch our breath
Worldly sounds of endless warring were for just a moment silent stars
Worldly boundaries of dying were for just a moment never ours
All was new just as the black horizons blue
Then along the bending path away
I smiled in knowing I'd be back one day
Arresting moons within our eyes and smiles we did rest
Amongst the granite tombs to catch our breath
Worldly sounds of endless warring were for just a moment silent stars
Worldly boundaries of dying were for just a moment never ours
All was new just as the black horizons blue
Then along the bending path away
I smiled in knowing I'd be back one day
Wainwright, Rufus