Fireplace

Golden - The Boy Who Trapped The Sun Took a shot at living just like everybody else, I've got shirts and i've got shoes, I've got things I love, not But like you, Not like you. If we sat together perched like two red blinking birds, And the last man

Fireplace - Lost In the Trees Like an old man walks to the end of his life And he's carrying a bag of bloody knives Pass them out and say "hold them tight" Here's a weight too sharp to hold So I'll take true love And I'll cut it up with scissors