for want of anything else to think about.
Trying to find relief.
Trying to find relief.
I always play the thief,
with nothing I feel in the pink about.
Remembering my grief.
with nothing I feel in the pink about.
Remembering my grief.
A fine aperitif
for everything I need a drink about.
Trying to find relief.
for everything I need a drink about.
Trying to find relief.
Not holding any brief
for what I ever raised a stink about.
Remembering my grief.
for what I ever raised a stink about.
Remembering my grief.
A mine or a massif,
a challenge to approach the brink about.
Trying to find relief.
a challenge to approach the brink about.
Trying to find relief.
My soul sprung into leaf.
There's nothing more to yawn and blink about.
Remembering my grief.
Trying to find relief.
There's nothing more to yawn and blink about.
Remembering my grief.
Trying to find relief.
