Weight
Losing count
eyeing the scarred mixing bowl
mentally calculating weighty things
the mound of white
keeps quiet
Losing count
eyeing the scarred mixing bowl
mentally calculating weighty things
the mound of white
keeps quiet
…No fear for the time
when our sun
is vacant from the sky
no fear for the day
when the button’s pushed
that will annihilate… (play and download this song free)