Carry You
Green River flows,
Like glass melting
later it will run black
Down its track
Into an Ocean
She stands on the bridge
Dimlight on her back
Someday.
I will carry you....
I want to float higher
Above waves of electric wires
Stare down onto the street
See a drunk with a kiln-gazed eyes
Telling me about the girl I should meet-
Someday.
I will carry you.....
Autor(es): Dispatch
