… And there you were in the parallel world with your hands with faces against glass
And your mouth yelling a silent song for me as I watched with eyes closed shut
The train tracks bent t’ward the skies to take you for a ride
And my superman cape flew after you to bid you my goodbye.
Oh for what is this world but a song sung by two
Alas one note from your mouth gone forever and forever askew.
Askew, in my dreams, in this world, I long for you...
Wolf
Photos by Jackson Thomas
Words by Wolf
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