Keeping rhythm, seeking words
Keeping myself bound to earth
An avalanche is coming down
Who are you this verse I heard
A fire will be reaching out
Stretch your splintered spine with words
Keeping time with the clocks that you sold
Lashing out with a punch that you hold
Everyone wants their whole story told
Live on and on and on and on and on and on
Mother told you to watch all your words
Wash your mouth out with phrases you've learned
Everyone wants their whole story heard
Live on and on and on and on and on and on
My mother, she speaks so softly
While I sleep, she whispers
My mother, she listens closely
All my skin, it blisters
Unravel your twisted limbs
Stretch your splintered spine for him
An avalanche is coming down
Who are you this verse I heard
A fire will be reaching out
Keeping rhythm, seeking words
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