Letras
When
Their love
Came to
An end
Sat
By her bedside
Father wept
Gently
Cold
In the fire
Dry in
The sea
Older
Brother's
Tired of
Dreaming
Feeling far
From good enough
Lunacies
Are seventy and
Two
Lost
Alone with my thoughts
At nine years old
Who'd have figured
I'd be the bigger man
Between the two of us
And he's
Drunk
Feels he's far
But close enough
Soon we'll see
The brevity of
Youth
When it's gone