Silent Film - Gerontion lyrics

rate me

Skin, Cloth and bone

They will be taken down to the ferryman

An old crooked lie

The fibres were underneath her fingernails

Old and grey, into the grave

The taste and the name

Have all but been swallowed now from the tip of his tongue

The sound of her voice

The screaming stopped ringing as he drifted away

Never repaid the lives he took away<br />

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Thanks to razvan