'Everyone I've ever met, is so in love with wet cement,'
(This line, is absolutely beautiful. I think of sinking, or falling, and the cement going hard; people being stuck, suffocating. It's seems such an unusual thing to say, to love something so...deathlike.)
'And hands and feet pressed into it, of all the people they will never know.'
'Everyone I've ever met, is so in love with wet cement,' (This line, is absolutely beautiful. I think of sinking, or falling, and the cement going hard; people being stuck, suffocating. It's seems such an unusual thing to say, to love something so...deathlike.)
'And hands and feet pressed into it, of all the people they will never know.'