When lit lanterns appear In the windows of her eyes, You know it won’t be long now. And it’s like seeing a house Glowing warm as bread In the basket of a pine thicket In a snowstorm and you Are starving and shivering And knock on the door And a dead woman opens it,
Hospice
Hospice
Hospice
When lit lanterns appear In the windows of her eyes, You know it won’t be long now. And it’s like seeing a house Glowing warm as bread In the basket of a pine thicket In a snowstorm and you Are starving and shivering And knock on the door And a dead woman opens it,