You can’t replace sun with rain
as you can’t
living with dead
you can replace night’s
occult dreams
you can replace
the aromatic love of uselessness
you can replace dark with fair
but you can’t replace love
that was, is.
You can’t replace sun with rain
as you can’t
living with dead
you can replace night’s
occult dreams
you can replace
the aromatic love of uselessness
you can replace dark with fair
but you can’t replace love
that was, is.
