A tic tack toe in the pavement It's her birthday. The baby smoked Didn't need it, Cut to pieces. A second chance She bought a boat, Tried to feed it. Her capsize dance, But like the desert-wooden fetus.
Facedown her liver's out in proper livery And takes sacrament in the taxi [she'd] wake weeks later in the wake of her serenity Spread and stretched on hospital gurney In delivery with a brand new burning baby... Home is where the heart lies
A modern love Though deluded Pray to keep it. A faded faith Letting science be the secret. The body craves And we behave And then repeat it. Be not afraid You only parish As you leave it.
Facedown her liver's out in proper livery And takes sacrament in the taxi [she'd] wake weeks later in the wake of her serenity Spread and stretched on hospital gurney In delivery with a brand new burning baby... Home is where the heart lies
Facedown her liver's out in proper livery And takes sacrament in the taxi [she'd] wake weeks later in the wake of her serenity Spread and stretched on hospital gurney In delivery with a brand new burning baby... Home is where the heart lies Home is where the heart liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
