To traverse the ravaged land
Hand in bloodied hand
But you are a grain, and I am a grain, and the tide will carry us apart if it
wills it
To rest in its vermiculate scars
And walk the forsaken soil
Impermanence is to be as one against the world
Hand in bloodied hand
But you are a grain, and I am a grain, and the tide will carry us apart if it
wills it
To rest in its vermiculate scars
And walk the forsaken soil
Impermanence is to be as one against the world