Climb. is all we know. when thaw. is not below us. no, can't grow up. in that iron ground. . Claire, all too sore for sound. . Bet. is hardly shown. scraped.
Come on skinny love just last the year. Pour a little salt we were never here. My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my.... Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer..
Iʼm tearing up, across your face. move dust through the light. to find your name. it's something faint. this is not a place. not yet awake, I'm raised to make.
This my excavation and today is kumran. Everything that happens is from now on. This is pouring rain. This is paralyzed. . I keep throwing it down two-hundred at a time.
I was unafraid, I was a boy, I was tender age. melic in the naked, knew a lake and drew the lofts for page. hurdle all the waitings up, know it wasn't wedded love.
Some way, baby, it's part of me, apart from me. You're laying waste to Halloween. You fucked it friend, it's on its head, it struck the street. You're in Milwaukee, off your feet.
Ever since I heard the howling wind. I didn't need to go where a bible went. But then you know your gifts seemed heaven sent. Just lead me to a choler, dad, that's the thing.
Well I met you at the blood bank. We were looking at the bags. Wondering if any of the colors. Matched any of the names we knew on the tags. . You said "See look that's yours!.
Errant heat to the star. and the rain let in. the hawser rolls. the vessel's whole and Christ, it's thin. . Well I'd know that you'd offer. would reveal it, though it's soft and flat.
I am my mother's only one. It's enough. I wear my garment so it shows. Now you know. . Only love is all maroon. Gluey feathers on a flume. Sky is womb and she's the moon.
Come on skinny love just last the year. Pour a little salt we were never here. My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my. Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.