We Are The City Morning Song
Do you feel fine?
Please pull me like the moon pulls the tide
And if I'm set to walk on land then my sandy bones will turn to glass and I'll wait for them to crack
It's a door shut tight
It's a morning song when I weep
Outside there's new water on the sand
And the broken souls of pain feel I Am
It's a door shut tight, slammed in my face
It's a morning song when I weep
There is a door that was slammed in my face and I beg on my knees on the floor by my bed for my friends in the yard who I had in my dreams of a friend of my friend who was robbed of his peace
