Whether floors are emptied out / or shoulders [are] chafing cheeks / points remain unheard / issues left unsaid / Whether lights flash green / or strobes are going awry / our focusses are lost in / fuzzed out depths of field / Are we really tired, too? And what are we really tired from? Is it radiant things that matter? Or is it radiant things that slow?
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 1