Born inside the gates of the family Hardened by a roman machinery Cast among the building sites, The coiling wires, the shots collected
Called out in the wake of a lottery Held inside the family gathering Mirrored beams and dog-like strength The wandering association Murmurs in the dark confessional And it rides along the road, ephemeral As in animal life
Rusting in the shade of the batteries Hanging from a rope in the gallery Pacing down the balance beam Of half-remembered holidays
No rush of light or watery longing No joy in building, love in the finishing Reaching for an anodyne And half-reflected radiance To hide below the ancient barricade In chambers like the rooms a swallow made For an animal life
Charging down the maw of the ocean I want to come close, I want to come closer I held your name inside my mouth Through all the days out wandering But called out from the mouth of oblivion Cast away like dogs from the shelter I shed the dulling armor plates That once collected radiance And surging at the blood’s perimeter The half-remembered wild interior Of an animal lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
