| Nanuq |
|---|
| All that we built |
| while shoddy and brief |
| is molded and wilted and crumbling at our feet |
| We’d cross paths if not for the vastness of our country |
| Unfaithfulness |
| leaves a nasty scar |
| but I’ll bear it like a star |
| We’d cross paths if not for the vastness of our country |
| and I can’t lie and say that I will always miss your hand in mineAll that we |
| built |
| while shoddy and brief |
| is molded and wilted and crumbling at our feet |
| We’d cross paths if not for the vastness of our country |
