Dirt road mixed with gravel
And a carpet of leaves
And a brown bed of nettles
Softly under my feet
So still I can feel my heart beat in my chest
Everything’s dead and dying
And I’m the only thing left
A wall marks the border
And marble runs through the stone
Like the blood in my veins
Like the white of my bones
And the sun is a compass
And it points to the west
The day’s dead and dying
And we’re the only things left
Make me something from nothing
Make me something that lasts
No I can’t do that for you
No matter how hard you ask
But I’m stuck on you baby like the burrs on my vest
Everything’s dead and dying
And we’re the only things left
That dog’ll follow you anywhere
No tag and no name
Just a stick and three good legs
And a taste for a game
Run on home through the milkweed pods
Under abandoned nests
Everything’s dead and dying
And we’re the only thing’s left
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