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And to sharpen my claws,
Is to ask of my thorns
To grow out of me, inside
And sew me to the ground.
Static and blue tongued,
I worry very well.
how all around
Is breathing death.
I will weave my towers high.
And all of us, we'll climb.
Setting forth, from now on.
Disappear into the wild.
But by the time
We'll reach the sea,
The sand will get us above our knees.
Though our eyes did not see clear,
And our mouths could not speak free.
We became aware of the crosses that we share.
We used to stand so tall.
We used to speak for all.
We used to walk in line.
Further and further and further,
Sailing on bad tide.
Is to ask of my thorns
To grow out of me, inside
And sew me to the ground.
I worry very well.
how all around
Is breathing death.
And all of us, we'll climb.
Setting forth, from now on.
Disappear into the wild.
We'll reach the sea,
The sand will get us above our knees.
And our mouths could not speak free.
We became aware of the crosses that we share.
We used to speak for all.
We used to walk in line.
Further and further and further,
Sailing on bad tide.
Song Info
Submitted by
shepastaway On Jun 12, 2014
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