Through playful lips made of yarn
That fragile Capricorn
Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
I know the world's a broken bone
But melt your headaches, call it home
Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down
Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely
-Panic! at the Disco, Northern Downpour-
tryout for Kia 311, found here: viewtopic.php?f=53&t=1863034
Kiamara's belong to apple, but this art is all mine.
please tell me, how do rain?!
