some black cat scratched his eyes been seein
some ancient thing
sirens swimmin
around the whole
and the sum
got thirteen tries to live a life
and i find it's holding threads in it's pockets
these gems of mine never lost them
just thought of home and the sun
turning stacks of stone into the finest dust
if only i could move like i used to
just find a place to pray on my own so
some melody could find me sleepin
been waiting on the rain
to tame the frame of
every spot that's been sorted
its so soaked and stripped for re purpose
but you can never like the mind go
and you should never take the blind
some black cat scratched his eyes been seein
some ancient thing
sirens swimmin
aroound the whole and the sum
got thirteen tries to live a life
and i find it's holding threads in it's pockets
these gems of mine never lost them
just thought of home and the sun
turning stacks of stone into the finest dust
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