
Date of issue: 08.09.2016
Song language: English
These Days |
Maybe I’ve been indolent and all I’s |
And maybe you want some answers. |
Tangles and mazes all come unraveled |
When the eyes are aerial |
Only winding terrain surrounds me. |
Dither and droning until you speak. |
Wait if clouds hush me in grayness of their own. |
You allow, they borrow |
Roll and tumble just to blur that gray down below. |
If you let me drift now I’ll come back then, |
New and leaving old ways. |
I am sorry if I’m not who I should be these days. |
Maybe I’ll land unfettered and all eyes |
And maybe you’ll shake the ground up. |
Tremors and quaking break from the bottom. |
And over new piles you’ll lead me out. |
Wait if clouds hush me in grayness of their own. |
You allow, they borrow |
Roll and tumble just to blur that gray down below. |
If you let me drift now I’ll come back then, |
New and leaving old ways. |
I am sorry if I’m not who I should be these days. |
Name | Year |
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The Summit | 2016 |
April Blades | 2016 |
Collector | 2016 |
Dark Matter | 2016 |
How to Be Young | 2016 |
Let It Dry | 2016 |
All Burn | 2016 |
Transit | 2016 |
To Battle an Island | 2016 |