Wallace Thurman - Confession lyrics
I called you human tumbleweed And chided you for sowing seed Of misanthropic malcontent; Yet I suspect my savage breast Would never nurture seeds of rest, Even if you sowed them there.
I called you human tumbleweed And chided you for sowing seed Of misanthropic malcontent; Yet I suspect my savage breast Would never nurture seeds of rest, Even if you sowed them there.