marmushkadraws
marmushkadraws:

Soft light pours into the roomFingers glide over my faceA voice speaks, a figure movesHow could I walk these old dim halls againHow could I leave this room all aloneWhen she comes by every morningBrings back pink and pale blue orchidsWhen she comes by every afternoonPiano music weeps quietlyAs May melts into JuneWhen she comes by every eveningLays down beside me softly breathing(sun kil moon - blue orchids)

marmushkadraws:

Soft light pours into the room
Fingers glide over my face
A voice speaks, a figure moves
How could I walk these old dim halls again
How could I leave this room all alone

When she comes by every morning
Brings back pink and pale blue orchids
When she comes by every afternoon
Piano music weeps quietly
As May melts into June
When she comes by every evening
Lays down beside me softly breathing

(sun kil moon - blue orchids)