Can I borrow your time?
Am I losing my mind?
My skin is aching; brittle bones are breaking, breaking

It's so bracing outside
Showers and showers of unhappiness
Blowing air to the little, little tunnels in my brain

I can hear the familiar voices rumble, rumble
I can feel my life in those hands crumble, crumble

I had a dream that I had heavy feet
And that kept you from her sleep
Had a dream that I was clutching sheets alone

I had a dream that I was told to keep
Oh, I speak from her sleep
Had a dream husbands did strip the widows' bones


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Time (feat. Sacred Animals) song meanings
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