Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Boulevard of Broken Things

I walk an evil road
A road of which I have never known
Don’t know where it goes
But it’s only me and I walk alone

I walk an evil street
Down this boulevard of broken things
Where Death Eaters meet
But I’m the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk alone
I walk alone

This witch is selling fingernails beside me
Quidditch supplies? Not in Knockturn Alley
I really hope someone I know will find me
Til then I walk alone

Hid in Borgin and Burkes
Where some truly evil thing lurks
The Malfoys, those jerks
Came in and sold some stuff
And I was alone

There was a withered hand,
Blood-stained cards and a cabinet unmanned
Which I hid inside
Good thing I’m still alive
But I was alone

I was alone, I was alone
I was alone

This witch is selling fingernails beside me
Quidditch supplies? Not in Knockturn Alley
I really hope someone I know will find me
Til then I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk alone

I walk an evil street
Down this boulevard of broken things
Where Death Eaters meet
But I’m the only one and I walk alone

This witch is selling fingernails beside me
Quidditch supplies? Not in Knockturn Alley
I really hope someone I know will find me
Til then I walk alone

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