i drift into shades of
extradition,
mud at my feet while
the muted silver skies seep
their looming confusion into the earth
extradition,
mud at my feet while
the muted silver skies seep
their looming confusion into the earth
thunder beckons but
i'll linger here awhile;
cold and unwanted by
the very breath which bore me
life... without love
i'll linger here awhile;
cold and unwanted by
the very breath which bore me
life... without love
where am i? how will i get
to where i think
i am going?
to where i think
i am going?
unclear of
what answer i could possibly offer
to solace
i mourn
my aching heart
unto oblivion
what answer i could possibly offer
to solace
i mourn
my aching heart
unto oblivion
sadness reaches, such...
loneliness consume me
as unbearably as ever, it seems
loneliness consume me
as unbearably as ever, it seems
i'm so glad for the rain... so
glad.
glad.
and as i try to
untangle
this brokenness fluently burdens
my eclipsing mind
my eclipsing mind
oh, heaven save me.
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