Dear catastrophes and friends
I sold myself short this time
It reveals more of how I conceive this play
Can't count the times I've turned to you in dismay
But I would never...
Different hands draw different things
I disregarded that
But I invented ways to buy myself some time
Can honestly say I've got nothing left to hide
But I would never...
Dear catastrophes and friends
I tapped into something cold
The tables turned a second time with both ends burning bright
Because push never came to shove just a distant sound of cries
But could I ever...
Realize this exit's waging end
I'll be really careful
Realize that I can't block out this no
Apologies are pending
1 | Like Ashes, Like Millions |
2 | The Dull Miles |
3 | Replacement |
4 | Statues |
5 | Anticipation |
6 | Blank Calls |
7 | Rival Trial |
8 | Such Verve |
9 | Ulyssian Widow |
10 | Manoeuvres |