Arthur Beatrice - Grand Union

Petals that arise in me
Cloud the sea
Can never be let out
These lines repeat themselves
We'll eat your half
And talk at all hours
Slow down
The acting temp
The housing man
Pull wardrobes apart
Sly thoughts
Prophetic dreams
Pathetic scenes
Hand hold me down
And it's so devastating when you feel
You're all above
And you're not in love
Dead lungs
You're becoming someone else's tongue
Coughing up blood
Skin coming off
Quick mask
The spot on cheek
And fidgets leak
It's all going down
Lifting the bells away
You're bored and stained
Like steel, it's so devastating when you feel
You're all above
And you're not in love
Dead lungs
You're becoming someone else's tongue
Coughing up blood
Skin coming off
We’re cold but the door is closed
Shadows stand, holding you out
Sleep out, rancidly, let it be
Like steel, it’s so devastating when you feel
You’re all above
And you’re not in love
Dead lungs
You’re becoming someone else’s tongue
Coughing up blood
Skin coming off