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Sweep (Mikkel Metal Vox Reshape) - Blue Foundation
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Sweep (Mikkel Metal Vox Reshape) Blue Foundation

Sweep (Mikkel Metal Vox Reshape) - Blue Foundation
The floor you walk on is smooth. There is no ground there
Magic begins with blood. Outside, there are trees
With concrete under their roots. But I have passed the tombs of kings
Regaled them with pacing, checked bins for food and wrappings
I have scoured the seas for miles, cloaked my face with ash
My fingertips opening, accepting my time

The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes
For me, I'm your sorrow
Calling in your dreams
For me, I'm your shadow
Howling in the streets

Water chimes in the space between rocks
Speakers discharge and laughter is in the air
Glass divides us
Empty bottles
Mark the steady sweep of day

Tomorrow, I will walk the streets
And steel myself for the familiar. Your eyes
Will not settle, a hunger. You'd be happier in your grave
When we meet, share stories, you stretch me. I see
I see a semi-circle of teeth

The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes
For me, I'm your sorrow
Calling in your dreams
For me, I'm your shadow
Howling in the streets
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