"So have a toast, and down the cup
And drink to bones that turn to dust"
Oingo seldom gets the credit it deserves, but those few lines are absolutely gorgeous - the pure sense of whimsy and wonder at the act of both living and dying being conveyed is very, very powerful.
"So have a toast, and down the cup And drink to bones that turn to dust"
Oingo seldom gets the credit it deserves, but those few lines are absolutely gorgeous - the pure sense of whimsy and wonder at the act of both living and dying being conveyed is very, very powerful.