Until we leave everything
Like a word
The small bones crack
An extreme fear flows through
Your bag in the closet
Instructions of a floating bridle
A woman with teeth for eyes
A fish inside a mirror, bird
At the bottom of a well
Until we leave everything
Like a word
The small bones crack
An extreme fear flows through
Your bag in the closet
Instructions of a floating bridle
A woman with teeth for eyes
A fish inside a mirror, bird
At the bottom of a well