begging a desperate grin?
will i still shut you out?
will i eat all your ashes again?
wonder what is this taste
you are feeding me gentle and plain
violence is part of your name
and still you will speak to me
but i won't see the sun for anyone
and there is no coin or currency
if i can bring us to the water
will you promise to drink deep?
you are the one who makes me golden
at how little that we truly need?
of how terrible hunger can be
but i won't see the sun for anyone
and there is no coin or currency
if i can bring us to water
will you promise to drink deep?
you are the one who makes me golden