7 Years - Shape Without Form songtekst
T.S. said: â€œWe are the hollow men, the stuffed menâ€. Here we areâ€¦ â€ Whispering with dried voices that are so quiet and meaningless as wind in dry grass. Or in our cellar, rats feet over broken glassâ€¦a shape without formâ€. (from â€œThe hollow menâ€ T.S.Eliot).