Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



He lost control, her voice like a fire alarm
Realize he could’ve hurt his love without knowing it at all
It seems he transforms when she screams her song
Possesed by a broken window and her crying for love
— Mother Love Bone, Mindshaker Meltdown

Dahlie - Dahlia

You were caught in the cross fire of childhood and stardom.
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter.
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
— Pink Floyd, Shine On You Crazy Diamond