Lucy’s aiming to recede
I was wading through dead leaves
My boot heels
Cloth hangs like men, elastic sway
You armed ruins to operate
Annual Weathering
Saints and lofts and harbors sing
We are bound like ashes on the ground
We are bound,
Like ashes on the ground
Ashes on the ground
Beautiful minds and all we know
It takes hearts to overthrow
Annual Weathering
Saints and lofts and harbors sing
We are bound like ashes on the ground
We are bound,
Like ashes on the ground
Ashes on the ground

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