The fluorescent letters glowing before me spell L I N D A ! The silent scream that dies on my lips is L I N D A ! And she echos through the shining, institutional corridors of my mind. And is love, And confusion . . .
The fluorescent letters glowing before me spell
L I N D A !
The silent scream that dies on my lips is
And she echos through the shining,
institutional corridors of my mind.
And is love,
And confusion . . .