On the rocks, on the wall.
When you feel you can't take anymore,
you don't need to worry if an old friend's there.
She will take your cross to bear.
When the tears feel like they've soaked your soul,
you don't have to take it all.
Just leave your stripes to hang and dry,
and fall into the barren sky.
Picture from http://unurth.com/44244/Banksy-New-Work-in-Africa
