Showing posts with label The swashbuckling vagabond. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The swashbuckling vagabond. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

The apple of me (aka The Fly)

You shine like a burning star
that's fallen from the sky

A man will rise
A man will fall
From the sheer face of love
Like a fly from a wall
It's no secret at all