See me a snapshot

Narrating my previous life

And a mountain of other lies

Numbers and letters and letters

Surfacing from a sea of

Treacle blackened stone(? )

And carrying me back home

I hear the language of flowers

And now I don't hear anything else



Voices from nowhere seducing me

To all the lyrics(? ) of the world

The balance has been disturbed

Time stumbles drunkenly

Wild lives are frozen(? )

Until they're born again

Ripening in the sun

I hear the language of flowers

And now I don't hear anything else



I wasn't cut out for this

But my heart was(? )

I wasn't cut out for this