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

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