Clothesline me almost dry.
These broken arms want to hang on ropes and rocks and shouldering the blows.
Replace you and your body.
These big strong arms want to fold up.
Lose the earth and lose your kindness.
Dissolving underfoot.
Let go, you ruthless girl. let go.
When did you lose your appetite and how did it come to eat at you?
I think i know.
I think i don't know a single...