Rose Brokenshire - Roots of the Roof

There's a space where the roof caved in
And the roots crave to hold it up again
There's a hole in my head where the dust spins
Like feathers swimming through the wind
There's a distance I find
To the places, I might not fall behind
And truly be satisfied
There's a place where the water's dry
And the sinks are swimming with goodbyes
And there's a time and a day
All this space will fill, and I'll be on my way
Space is all I find
Space is all I find
Space is all I find this time

Written by:
Rose Brokenshire

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