From my body, out my eyes
Leaving my insides like the bed of a cake
Forgotten was the story, was the language
Never to breathe again, or so it seems
The surface of the earth felt like a fable
After she drank up all the sea
Bury my father out in a church yard
I have no one left to remember my name
Leaving my insides like the bed of a cake
Forgotten was the story, was the language
Never to breathe again, or so it seems
The surface of the earth felt like a fable
After she drank up all the sea
Bury my father out in a church yard
I have no one left to remember my name