REFLECTION OF THE BROKEN ARMS
LIES IN THE SQUASHED FLESH WHERE LIGHT IS HIDDEN
BURNT CHAPBOOK OF REJECTED DREAMS,
OUR BODIES’ GESTURE
WE'RE SO LONESOME STRIVING TO ABIDE
AND WE'VE GOT NOTHING TO REMEMBER
WE SEEK SOME SLEEP
WE HAVE FORGOTTEN LONG AGO THOSE
WHO USED TO KNOW US
WE ARE NO MORE THAN SHADOWS OF THESE DAYS
(chorus)
PANE GAZERS THINK OF THOSE WHO WAS
PANE GAZERS KNOW PROPER WAY TO DIE
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