Who is that man who walks alone through the street the one with the coat that covers like sheets his name is unknown his face is us unknown what is the story that the man has forlorn his past shall be hidden and his life he has ridden what kind of of story can one stranger hold he does not shiver as he walks through the rain and his visible eyes are empty and dark the world is not there to him the people the creatures there is only him, and nothing more matters the traveling stranger just goes his own way not knowing were he's heading or what he's going to do but he continues to walk steadily through the heavy rain
Artistic Repertoire · Sat Mar 01, 2008 @ 05:06am · 0 Comments |