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The Slow Fire Of Sleep

lizzie mayland

Palm pool, show me where
The truth that's reflected there
Heaven in the sheen of sweat
The truth is that the worst is yet
To come
To come

Stand in the shade of us
Two black arrows flying straight and just
Through a red beating heart of mud
Fingerprints burn and the earth grows dull
Grows dull
Grows dull