A Roof with a View
A Roof with a View
I’m standing on the brink.
Smooth glass cliff beneath me.
The people below look so fragile and
So devilishly innocent.
A plane passes overhead, a moments peace
Amongst all this madness.
Beautiful green fields hold hope, promise,
Headstones and coffins.
Workers marching like ants,
Longing for
One last step.
I’m standing on the brink.
Smooth glass cliff beneath me.
The people below look so fragile and
So devilishly innocent.
A plane passes overhead, a moments peace
Amongst all this madness.
Beautiful green fields hold hope, promise,
Headstones and coffins.
Workers marching like ants,
Longing for
One last step.