Weltschmerz-Anne Clark

[ti:Weltschmerz] [ar:Anne Clark] [al:Joined Up Writing/The Sitting Room] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Weltschmerz - Anne Clark (阿内·克拉克) [00:35.70]This is where silence runs its course [00:37.75] [00:42.14]And sadness wipes its eyes upon us [00:44.17] [00:49.73]We fall from a structure built on troubled minds [00:51.76] [00:56.57]My world becomes iron and [00:57.65]Grows an cold as Winter [01:01.18] [01:09.45]Soldiers in uniforms of nudity [01:11.15] [01:12.86]March over open hearts [01:13.78] [01:16.10]Sweetly and sickly scented by roses [01:18.16] [01:24.49]And your world is crushing [01:25.60]You like those flowers [01:26.90]By scripts written into your [01:30.89]Skin with the ink of thorns [01:32.69] [01:40.19]Ashen faces sink into silence [01:41.48] [01:43.95]All lonesome trends brush shoulders [01:45.20] [01:50.98]All of last nights degredation [01:52.10]Builds foundations on us both