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Title | I |
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Artist | This Active Dad |
Album | Soundtrack for Sand |
Release Date | 2016-12-31 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | There is a word that describes A symptom left untouched and routed through sunrise It bleeds upon my disease And pushes back upon the land I thought I’d never see Its limbs are fragile and pale Its body shivers and crawls upon my veil I found it walking through fields I followed it back down into the Valley of Wheel It splinters in two little forms One that feels like something made just to be forlorn The other is taken from me I see it nowhere but the frames between my dreams I glimpse back at all of the sand How could it prove to be such a damning of demand Now all of the things that I feel Are scattered out down in the Valley of Wheel Is this the way that things go on Letters transcribed for show songs Clinched in the delicate control Of all that was to behold I touch the functioning walls The old hairs sing out their wrongs The sand turns black as it does heal And yet I bleed in the Valley of WheelYou might also like |