Love is a Chimney

Love left like a chimney,
still on earth.

In toil and cry,
stoned hearted souls bring birth.

The cradles they rot.

Mom and Dad
they died.

Love left like a chimney,
still reaching for sky.

In The Pines – Songs From the Bathroom

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