It can bruise you
make you shriek
It can bruise you
make you shriek
On the lakebed I lay
Where you buried buried me in clay
My eyes swollen shut
At the core of the
sorrow locked locked
Locked
Chewed up
spat out and forgotten
By cold torrents surrounded
Chewed up
spat out and forgotten
By cold torrents surrounded
Fooled by the lying tides
I fall chasing butterflies
Fooled by the lying tides
I fall chasing butterflies
Fooled by the lying tides
I fall chasing butterflies
Sunshine
like knives can hurt you
It can cut you
make you bleed
It can cut you
make you bleed
If followed by hailstorm
It can bruise you
make you shriek
It can bruise you
make you shriek
Sprinkles of iced showers
precipitating in the wrong hours
wrong hours
wrong hours
Deluge of fire and sweat
Killing the dew of regret
Deluge of fire and sweat
Killing the dew of regret
Fooled by the lying tides
I fall chasing butterflies
Fooled by the lying tides
I fall chasing butterflies
Fooled by the lying tides
I fall chasing butterflies
Fooled by the lying tides
I fall chasing butterflies
Sunshine like
knives can hurt you
It can cut you
make you bleed
It can cut you
make you bleed
If followed by hailstorm