19 de enero de 2013

Six weeks

Slow, slow me down,
Her blood, on my bones.
Let go, lay to rest.
We fall, we fall, we fall,
We fall to the ground.

Sleep, sleep all night,
While the young, they wait alone.
So get up, shake the rust.
We crawl, we crawl, we crawl,
We crawl on the ground.

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