Из альбома: Find Shelter
Always angry afternoon
Words warp weeping out of tune
He beats beating the
He beats me down
It beats me down
Hands hold
Hands that hold down knees
A shade shades dripping from the trees
See sea seeing the sea
Sees me drown it
Sees me drown
Straight lines and curling claws
I'm stretched thin as a rope
One hand tied to the mountains
One hand tied to the coast
Straight lines and curling claws
I'm stretched thin as a rope
One hand tied to the mountain
One hand tied to the coast