the static spreads, reveals the moon
dangling high from tiny spools
stretched tight like wires, but deep down in grooves.
a puzzled frame without the glue
an earthquake sounds and shakes the room
the pieces fall, stay stuck by glass.
where the cold sleeps & the warmth moves.
where the cold sleeps & the warmth moves.
the dunes part ways and skylines fall,
dirt and dust made of us all,
dirt and dust and devil's breath.
brought me to you, and us to death.
dirt and dust and devil's breath,
brought me to you and us to our debts.
where the cold sleeps & the warmth moves.
where the cold sleeps & the warmth moves.
and there's no other way I'd want to live,
than on your heels through all of this.
to watch the chaos pass on by,
and to create - as our own creation coincided.
leave those petty wars, and callous cries
for that little life we always needed.
where family trumps the nine-to-fives,
no matter cause of any kind,
I'd always choose your side.
I'd always choose your side.
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