I noted these down on a bit of paper on Thurs night because I couldn't be doing with putting on my laptop.
Rusty leaves are swirling
And I listen to Elliott in my ear
Sing of someone he used to know
But he's no longer here.
Like that someone I once knew,
When did she lose her smile?
I'd try and forget her
But she haunts me once in a while.
(
Read more... )