white noise

(альбом: ley lines - 2019)

A dark space
A shelter
To hide in
To drift by
Honest, I
Never thought
You'd find me
Where I hide

I'm such a lonely host
Keep you in view, let you close, then I'll choke
Is there a simple hope to keep?

My love
A sharp knife
A cold night
A young fit in a wildfire
A silence surrounded in white noise
Your love beat up 'gainst my own leaves
A new flame for molding
A cleansing, refining

Steady breath
Finger on
A loose gun
A thin line
Can't take aim
No target
To lock to
To hold on

But if you love someone
Do you owe the sound to the wild around you?
Is an unspoken love dark soil in my soul?

My love
A sharp knife
A cold night
A young fit in a wildfire
A silence surrounded in white noise
Your love beat against my own leaves
A new flame for molding
A cleansing, refining

My love
A sharp knife
A cold night
A young fit in a wildfire
A silence surrounded in white noise
Your love beat up against my own leaves
A new flame for molding
A cleansing, refining