ALBUM REVIEW: Planning for Burial – It’s Closeness, It’s Easy
Not as disciplined as my father was.
Not as disciplined as my father was.
Not your carbon copy, baby.
The feeling has left you without the words to make this real.
Growing tired losing everyone I knew.
All you get is this performance, we’re all performing anyhow.
Consume the flames in which we bathe in
My head’s in clouds, I’ll never rain down.
You are the one that shines.
De kinderdroom die is dan dood. Maar de man in mij zet voort.