Noah Georgeson Angry Afternoon
Always angry afternoon
Words warp weeping out of tune
He beats beating the
He beats me down
It beats me down
Hands hold
Hands that hold down knees
A shade shades dripping from the trees
See sea seeing the sea
Sees me drown it
Sees me drown
Straight lines and curling claws
I'm stretched thin as a rope
One hand tied to the mountains
One hand tied to the coast
Straight lines and curling claws
I'm stretched thin as a rope
One hand tied to the mountain
One hand tied to the coast
