26 de junho de 2011

My Pet Rat St Michael


I'll be nicer to St. Michael
That rat really makes me laugh
When he says
In the end there are no saints
There are no liars
There are just sparks fallin' down wires
They have no harp
They always sing
They are the heroin in everything
A beauty easy to explain away
But tell me how do you make it stay?
You gotta fight for it
You gotta fight for it


2 comentários:

imo disse...

Mark Eitzel, que bom :)

rosa disse...

A voz dele conforta-me, sempre.