NDSpencer

Dusk With musk clouds Rising from Closest to paradise I've seen Lowering the sun I do with a slab Falling my angels I do with a slab Yet the moon glows on And another night falls To you Rust Makes me afraid Maybe we Could avoid it if doors go down Lowering the sun I do with a mad Falling my angels I do with a mad Yet the moon glows on and on And I Make myself Foolish man With cords and movement Lowering the sun I do with a Falling my I do with a slab

Resting in cradles of flesh Gasping for air Weaving Rising and falling With no rest Resting in cradles of flesh Dividing up serpents in tales We give to this who cries Divining the child doth In sailing across heaven's side We fight to continue Fight in vain Resting in cradles of flesh

Cold hearts Ignored in the union Of a husband Of a bride Great is the canyon Ever growing Ever glowing With pride Yet love holds fast Cold shoulders Ignored in the union Of a groom Of a bride