Where is that clump of earth
Where sanguine I will lay and
Write beneath a spruce and cloud
Of the promise I shirk and
Ink the refute to no longer shrink
’Stead water the life within me?
Now The Answers Will Come
Now The Answers Will Come
Where is that clump of earth
Where sanguine I will lay and
Write beneath a spruce and cloud
Of the promise I shirk and
Ink the refute to no longer shrink
’Stead water the life within me?