Prison Love

Before they hang men
They cover their faces
With old pillowcases
To erase them

You parade in hiding
Wholesomely abiding

I can't obey cause I cannot behave
O! The sun looks gorgeous
From the prison today
I keep my lover
In a French faience vase
I'll join them soon
In our unmarked grave



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Clark
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