Rae Spoon
written across the sky
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There will be no miracles
when our bodies rise up.
Itâs written across the sky
we will find a way up.
Weâre hungry.
Weâre hungry.
Weâre hungry.
Weâre hungry.
Thereâs nothing spiritual
about holding our empty cups.
Our screams will split lightening
And bring on the flood.
Weâre hungry.
Weâre hungry.
Weâre hungry.
Weâre hungry.
There is no glory
in a forest of doubt.
Weâre waiting for a call
and then we will claw our way out.
Weâre hungry.
Weâre hungry.
Weâre hungry.
Weâre hungry.