^^ So weird, i came here to post a Joy Division tune and what do I see? Welp, I'm still going to share mine!
Thank you Roy, for the early memories and inspiration to want to play guitar. Roy Linwood Clark April 15, 1933 – November 15, 2018 Rest inPeace
You lie in the graveyard Well you're rotting away When I talk to you daily You've got nothing to say You lie in the graveyard Well you are down making plans Well you control all my thoughts Well you make dust fall
"Mask" The man of shadows thinks in clay Dreamed trapped thoughts of suffocation days He's seen in iron environments With plastic sweat out of chiselled slits for eyes From the growth underneath the closed mouth You'll catch if you listen Rack-trapped cubist vowels From a dummy head expression From a dummy head expression The transformation is invested With the mysterious and the shameful While the thing I am becomes something else Part character part sensation The shadow is cast
