Down Through
i walked down the hil
sluggishly and frai
the wind blew har
hard on m
i imagined it your ghost white bod
making love with m
i walked down the hil
found you crying at the window sil
there lies the bridg
of our lost dream
i want to see it once more before i leav
i still feel the sting in my han
from when i hit yo
i keep you pictur
tidy and safe in a shrin
and hope that in tim
we'll have a house on the shor
that showers my sou
washes away the violence tha
runs in my bloo
drains the pain that i caused yo
down through