PUBLISHED: Nov 13, 2014
DESCRIPTION:
Thistled Spring, 2010
An old love of mine
To wed the worst man she finds
A blossom that's bloomed,
A house that's a tomb,
Trapped in the rhododendron fumes
Bit by the Spring,
Hurt by the thing,
Plagued by the memories that it brings
No peace in the miles,
There's word of the coming of a child
And the broke can still break,
And what time can take,
Somewhere in the rules lies the stakes
Bit by the Spring,
Hurt by the thing,
Plagued by the memories that it brings
Bride-to-be,
My only friend,
Is leaving me
In a Spring with no end
Bride-to-be,
My only friend...