From Twilight To Starlight by Howard F FarewellOver Sara This is what I am
Starlight Doesn't matter.. This isn't what was meant When Mozart slipped to madness Now nothing but a memory Shining over the dead of winter For that of one child Spending his Christmas in the rubble of Sajaevo But I am like him
Not What You See 01/11/2003 Author's Note: take an album and make a poem with track titles or fragments of titles. done with Savatage - "Dead Winter Dead"
Posted on 01/12/2003 Copyright © 2024 Howard F Farewell
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