I saw 18 black hawks, with beaks full of teeth.
Roaring like a pack of wolves in perfect V
with hoods over their eyes to cover up what they’ve seen;
secrets bouncing off the insides of their lips meant for me.
Roaring like a pack of wolves in perfect V
with hoods over their eyes to cover up what they’ve seen;
secrets bouncing off the insides of their lips meant for me.
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Artist: Listener Album: Not Waving, Drowning. Track #1: You Have Never Lived Because You Have Never Died. |
