the wind on my neck
calls it's name, past my back
and it sings it's songs
and i try to forget
my own name, like the sun
the sun always sets, burns out it's incandescence
with my eyes behind my hands
i could pretend, i wasn't there
feeling safe with the ways the trees bend
the violins in my head
bow their strings
keeping stead
calls it's name, past my back
and it sings it's songs
and i try to forget
my own name, like the sun
the sun always sets, burns out it's incandescence
with my eyes behind my hands
i could pretend, i wasn't there
feeling safe with the ways the trees bend
the violins in my head
bow their strings
keeping stead