Saskia
de Greta Stanley
Fading lights
A car hits the end of the road
Heard it disappear
Ringing out like the end of a song
New heights
When the mind hits a wall and breaks and hurricanes into art
Like the edge of a man
I rest my head on the glass
Hear my brain rattle round
Rest my eyes on the past
Feel my bones reaching back
In the wind that cuts
Like a blade to the bone
My hair spread out
Like the thoughts that I own
Thoughts that I own
Thoughts that I own
Thoughts that I own
Thoughts that I own
So I rest my foot on the gas
Feel it all leaking out
I rest the rest in my mind
Feel it all blow out
In the wind that cuts
Like a blade to the bone
My hair spread out
Like the thoughts that I own
Thoughts that I own
Thoughts that I own
Thoughts that I own
Thoughts that I own
The wind that cuts
Like a blade to the bone
My hair spread out
Like the thoughts that I own
Thoughts that I own
Thoughts that I own
Brain rattle round
Bones reaching back
Wind that cuts
Blade to the bone
Hair spread out
Thoughts that I own
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