Sit Calm 1979
Running a sink on a wound
I couldn't move I felt the weight of the gravel above in my head space
Rattling loose
I got to used to fighting
Against it
In the morning
The storm came in
I swear I felt the shift
And it weighted me down
In the morning
The storm came in
I swear I felt the shift
And it's weighing me down
Beneath the surface
Your workings
It confirmed
Yeah well maybe I'm losing it
Arch, you bent back for me
From cracked concrete
I'm in disbelief
And I live in
Time in self
Her eyes
I'm so fried
Running a sink on a wound
I couldn't move I felt the weight of the gravel above in my head space
Rattling lose
I got to use to fighting
Up against it
I'm so fried
Time in self
Her Eyes