a stormy summer
is rolling closer
lighting up this holy smoker
and if this drinking
could ease the thinking
I toast to my home truth with this glass
all rise you promises broken
call my lovers by their names
lost hearts and words that are spoken to the wind
which blows before the rain
little pin-pricks
and how my ears bleed
on the bomb ticks that is my heartbeat
in every life-flash
in every car crash
I hear the silence waiting to fall
all rise you promises broken
call my lovers by their names
lost hearts and words that are spoken to the wind
which blows before the rain
for all I carry
are murdered secrets
the price of my blue star-eyed weakness
and so we travel
and we unravel
towards the place where all loose ends go
all rise you promises broken
call my lovers by their names
lost hearts and words that are spoken to the wind
which blows before the rain
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