Orphanage Fraternity - End of Everything

Hollow holes
Fill up the frames
Making molds
At the top of the page

And everyone
Has a problem these days
Recall our faults
And the debts that we paid

Mellow tones
Offer a refrain
And every song
Will talk and remain

What you feel
Does not hold its weight
And what I feel
Pulls me down to shame

In a memory
So far from me
I'm adjusting to life
Out in poverty

Like an unborn child
Still in its womb
Under paper mountains
Call them my tomb

Oh
Mellow tones
Offer a refrain
And every song
Will talk and remain

What you feel
Does not hold its weight
And what I feel
Pulls me down to shame

Written by:
Frank Sherwood

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