Sunblush - The Autumns
As dripping as orphans
Return bluely nocturne flowers
Fear you're so dear to
The sun
In bracelets of glass eyes
Pain and sorrow mount to kiss
These moonrings and green things
In love
Outside
All your smeared olive tears
Outside
All is clearly woven in mud
Entangled and hanging
Spiders' spines grind wax fingers to
Smoke angels fallen
To blue
Outside
All your smeared olive tears
Outside
All is clearly woven in mud and broken
Entangled and hanging
Naha
Outside
All your smeared olive tears
Outside
All is clearly woven in mud and broken
Naha
