Tyson Motsenbocker Blink Behind The Leaves
I tried your number
to see if it still rang
*Burn above* the west coast
an earth-buried thing
And if someone else answered
pretending to be you
I'd talk with her for hours
even though I knew
even though I knew
We drove your father crazy
Sneak into the woods
And I'll keep returning
just as I knew you would
That's where I find your pieces
that blink behind the leaves
and rustle in the waters
when I wade through at the knees
at the knees
