October 7
The path may lead through rain
And a slumber like rain
And twenty seven minutes
That go by like twenty seven days
Under the script another script runs
Like on a player piano
Where what’s missing makes music
The path may lead through rain
And a slumber like rain
And twenty seven minutes
That go by like twenty seven days
Under the script another script runs
Like on a player piano
Where what’s missing makes music
I like those last lines. Very nice.
“Where what’s missing makes music.”
Thanks Jean!