8 acessos
You crossed an ocean
You faced a fear
You rode a coaster
But you didn't do it here
You see the great collecting sunsets
Driving tunnels in their cars
You see the other actors waiting
To take their cake in the dark
You know it's cruel, but you're careful
Anvil everything, your direction
Can this memory honor
Your heart concrete, up on dead feet
Watching flowers leaping from the ground
Even when your heart feels like a gift she gives
It isn't
It's one of a number of things performing a function in the body
Anvil everything, your direction
Can this memory honor
Even when the part you play feels given
It isn't
When nothing ever really happens
Anvil everything, your direction
Can this memory honor