I watch the snow make slow time
I watch the snow cover up the bottle
So I can slip between
I will read the label from underneath
I will wear the circle in my sleep
This one......This cut is deep
The livid velvet night always feels the same
It can scrape the bark off your bones
Maybe put them back together again
But the sad is a very special thing
It can keep you at the start
It can leave you standing naked in a jar
Your occult dreams are torn apart
And the fixes seem so futile
This one.....Red and brutal
A raven heart so full of humanity
Not gentle like that sable good night
Only you can set a paper tiger free.
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