Artwork by Kristen Soblinskyte

C'mon
skies are breaking
Sun bursts
black and blue

Who are we?
Wishing for nothing
Never been
better with you

Laughing
Old tears tumble drying
All my love
is yours to lose

You could be anything,
anywhere, impossible,
Blood rushing, bruised
Hard as the heartbeat
quietly sounding, see through

And the world will turn around you
And the world will turn
I swallowed skies
on the tip of your tepid tongue

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On The Tip of Your Tepid Tongue

Hey... This is a recycling page for your songs.  I am a musician who digs listening to music. Thanks for dropping by. Lammbone
I am heading off SoundCloud for the Summer months. See you when the leaves begin to turn, or maybe when the snow flies. Gonna miss ya’ all… Thank you for the love and support, the insights and ideas, the camaraderie and fellowship. Have a great couple of months wherever you are. Mark

On The Tip of Your Tepid Tongue

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