In our sleep, there's more to this nightmare.
Will she beg
Your eyes tell the stories of a day you wish
Faint white figures paint my sleep
Please don't tell my
Listen to the world out on the outside pressing in
A broad incision sits across the evening
The victim to our
I fed the clues of a lost day, killed in
Slowly the pen touches paper in the guidance of the
(a series of rings)
Hello?
...intro...
Hello Apollo, Where should
With the worries that I'd give her in she told
Rocked silent in a soft lullaby
panic stirred me awakened
At birth given scars along tender heart liberties
injustice for awkward
Across the floor in the hand of where we drove
