Album: Wilderness
Eyes roll back to a better day
A touch reacts now there now there’s no-one else for miles
Steer with hope and say, «there's nothing I want more»
But this girl is broke
That’s the consequence I fear
Hide the slow ache
Plague my mind and rage a war
We’ll draw new lines just to cross and draw some more
My pet ghost turned our oxygen to smoke
You breathe, I choke
Pray these years will age us slow
Hide the slow ache
Hide so I won’t bleed