Testo Bric-a-Brac

Raise my head and all I see is gray. Breathe so you can take my life away. Steal my life as darkness turns to day. I return to weakened state of slave. In shackled suit, I''m worn away by strain. As day wears on, I feel my body drain. In warming hum, my softened mind may stray. In lengthy slumber, broken body lay.