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Falling In Love With Glaciers

 

Falling In Love With Glaciers

(album: Wooden Heart - 2010)


I met a shell of a mountain who knew she was finished claimed she grew up from a grain of sand with every year wider she bloomed a little bit longer to the roof of the sky with outstretched hands she made friends with the sun, shared enemies with no one counted weeks like she should of counted days and swallowed handfuls of night so she could sleep tight and turn her thoughts from its stone cold ways and this was the beginning, the start of the ending you can't die from a broken heart but from the time the sun rose to the space where it fell away she would love, and it wouldn't take part and every every day she would echo echo in every single way she should let go let go but it had her in its sights cupids icy arrows

So she caught every one with her heart like it was her duty it walked the wrong wrong way down her one way plan she was surrounded by forests, rivers and beauty until that glacier froze over the land and so she blamed herself hated her wealth she was born at too young of an age and every night her dreams were touched by witches fingers until her heart was caged with every morning spent not caring if she cares or not sleeping in the melt and mud, waiting for the earth to rot burying herself alive she scrapes the hole that it left open empty as her very heart, that mountain was all broken all broken, that mountain was all broken

Now I can see that her bloods red and she's got feelings and they always get spilled both without thinking

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