Ghosts

rough sketch.  but some of it is fun!

LYRICS:

I'm craning my neck to see over 
blades of grass
And stalks of jade
My eyes prick a ray of sun
To bleed darkness
All over the palms of my hands

This makes me guilty when
my only intention was to see

I choke on snowflakes that do not melt
Raising my open mouth to swallow the sky
My teeth sink into the bay frost
Lending a sharpness to the whiteness
And when all is white I can't see anymore

If I could sail away on leaves
Traveling the curves of tiny forest brooks
I would come find you
But where would we live if by standing on 
The tips of our toes we could not reach
the tops of toadstools

This makes me guilty when all I wanted was to see

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