I am closer to the sun out here
a blink is a futile attempt for a reprieve,
purse and lick of cracked lips
only deepening the damage
I blink again, this time an SOS
an ancient code that no one sees
the heat has turned me mad
......
out in the country
lost in tall emerald grass
so young and alive
I am closer to the sun out here
a blink is a futile attempt for a reprieve,
purse and lick of cracked lips
only deepening the damage
I blink again, this time an SOS
an ancient code that no one sees
the heat has turned me mad
......
out in the country
lost in tall emerald grass
so young and alive