Hanging Gardens

A hazy horizon is closing

The curtain to our perfect stage

How I stumbled twisted slightly

Atrociously

The world is landing at my feet

Who all of the faces could it be

Where all of the places should it be

Laughing and coughing

Coughing and laughing

In the hanging gardens

Of Semiramis

A hazy horizon is closing

The curtain to our perfect stage

I stumbled twisted slightly

Atrociously

The world is landing at my feet

Who all of the faces could it be

Where all of the places should it be

Laughing and coughing

Coughing and laughing

In the hanging gardens

Of Semiramis