Individually wrapped, placed in neat little rows Becoming a piece, of everything that grows Some numbers, a name, to indicate you played the game Came empty handed and left the same A soul is a soul and a shell is a shell The border in between is full of everything you felt
Individually wrapped, placed in neat little rows
Becoming a piece, of everything that grows
Some numbers, a name, to indicate you played the game
Came empty handed and left the same
A soul is a soul and a shell is a shell
The border in between is full of everything you felt