An onyx horizon,
Over the tips of the trees,
Like froth at first.
Others are here,
Figures passing quickly
In mired dissonance.
You are sitting on a divan.
Have a drink of something.
You will hear a song.
An onyx horizon,
Over the tips of the trees,
Like froth at first.
Others are here,
Figures passing quickly
In mired dissonance.
You are sitting on a divan.
Have a drink of something.
You will hear a song.