nevergone - anna bradley

your effulgence, glint of phosphor you're always on the phone this broken moth, this battered wing, this limb is here to stay i can see through (through your sides) the heart of a star (left in here) the sand in my eyes (petrifies) i can never (never leave this sight again) when you cry for the nevergone past, LA there's blood in my eyes for all the words i didn't say i could never help you never turn you with my words or make you shiver when i sibilate in the shadow, of a cop car there was ...
Author: Pecoae; Tags: nevergone anna bradley kipling acoustic solo


















