As my veins come to a close // my curtain draws on tight. I take it slow for a while.
If I were you, I’d do the same // and I’d sharpen all my knives // for better days
Well she licks her lips // and curls her tongue // like crashing waves. // they chased you out of the dream.
Now the years just pass me by // and the weight will slowly lift // we live on our own, I know.
I can feel it now.
So I listen close to the sound as it grows // and I stare deep into the well of it /// So if my words don’t do the trick // and my voice can’t hold the pitch // If my ears don’t ring,