I last heard something like a blight in the head
Post keeps rolling till you read what you read
And when it’s all supposed to be dead
Keeps falling back in my lap like an urgent request
The one I left (The one I left)
In the sun
I was nothing for so long
And meaning is fleeting and tired
I know anxious women with no mouth to spit in
Devotion is a cancer, a stone that’s falling endlessly
Trace a life, what a shame
An elegy is wasted
But if they find you, stranger, alive
The path behind you is lit from the sidе
Somewhere bеyond the passage of time
Post keeps rolling till you read what you read
And when it’s all supposed to be dead
Keeps falling back in my lap like an urgent request
The one I left (The one I left)
In the sun
I was nothing for so long
And meaning is fleeting and tired
I know anxious women with no mouth to spit in
Devotion is a cancer, a stone that’s falling endlessly
Trace a life, what a shame
An elegy is wasted
But if they find you, stranger, alive
The path behind you is lit from the sidе
Somewhere bеyond the passage of time
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