Clayhill Mari Sol
Lost days in mari sol
Beta morphine blue
Dark clouds over the broad line
Trying shroud my moves
We stand so slight
I run you fight
I got lost and you got taken away
Slow moves out on corona
Trying to trace my debt
Rip back over the break line
Did you feel the wreck
We stand so slight
I run you fight
But you've seen life
Seen it move
Strike up in me
Strike out in you
You broke too soon
You got me wrong
There's wheat there's grain
But who wants to fly alone here
Are you gonna fly alone here
Are you gonna kill the pain
With all but air in your veins
And who wants to die alone here
Are you gonna die alone here
Don't you know that
No eye has seen
The depth of this rut
The truth never settles
On us.
