The Best Friend American Paroles

Paroles de The Best Friend American

And the brief, distinctive notion of solitude entered my mind's eye. Quickly to be displaced and replaced by a sorrowful gesture from an Arabian man across the elevated train as we passed by the public library. Oh! Solemn penitentiary! Solemn gargoyle, grimace not, grimace not at your subservient gentleman who stares out a window pane of melted sand; the pitied ocean floor of Lake Michigan, compressed and impressed upon all the souls we hold so dear. And please be near, when the night comes and the fight returns and bite still burns in the side, my side, the side, your side. My pride is not moved, it is not grooved, it is not shook, it is not taken away form here. But it is solid and what it is is forever: knowledge imparted on forever...