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Chiomara · 07-18-2017, 02:21 PM

My love I am the speed of sound
I left them motherless, fatherless
Their souls dangling inside-out from their mouths
But it's never enough
I want you

I carved your name across three counties
And ground it in with bloody hides
Broken necks will line the ditch
Till you "stop it! stop it! stop this madness! "
I want you

I have waited with a glacier's patience
Smashed every transformer with every trailer
Till nothing was standing
Sixty-five miles wide

But still you are nowhere, still you are nowhere, nowhere in sight
Come out to meet me, run out to meet me
Come into the light

Climb the boxcars to the engine
Through the smoke and to the sky

Your rails could always outrun mine so I
I picked them up and crashed them down
In a moment close to now
Cause I miss, I miss, I miss, I miss
How you'd sigh yourself to sleep
When I'd rake the springtime across your sheets

My love, I'm an owl on the sill in the evening
But morning finds you
Still warm and breathing
This tornado loves you, what will make you believe me?

07-18-2017, 02:21 PM	#155 (permalink)
Chiomara mayor of spookytown Join Date: Jan 2017 Posts: 812	My love I am the speed of sound I left them motherless, fatherless Their souls dangling inside-out from their mouths But it's never enough I want you I carved your name across three counties And ground it in with bloody hides Broken necks will line the ditch Till you "stop it! stop it! stop this madness! " I want you I have waited with a glacier's patience Smashed every transformer with every trailer Till nothing was standing Sixty-five miles wide But still you are nowhere, still you are nowhere, nowhere in sight Come out to meet me, run out to meet me Come into the light Climb the boxcars to the engine Through the smoke and to the sky Your rails could always outrun mine so I I picked them up and crashed them down In a moment close to now Cause I miss, I miss, I miss, I miss How you'd sigh yourself to sleep When I'd rake the springtime across your sheets My love, I'm an owl on the sill in the evening But morning finds you Still warm and breathing This tornado loves you, what will make you believe me? __________________ Χρυσοσανδαλαιμοποτιχθονία Tumblr - 8tracks - Spotify Last edited by Chiomara; 07-18-2017 at 02:31 PM.