William Nein - Bees with Bones of Ice
I think I have ice for bones, we dance all night
Way up when the Moon falls down, down
Blisters tease the toes till dawn, the skylarks cry
Ice is melting, melting deep inside
The Sun is burning poor man's homes - consuming light
Sailing in your smoke tonight, ight
The junkie's only remedy, his sweat pours down
Turning his feet and skin to water
To water
Bees for ice for bones
Jesus is my man
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Steven Wiggins
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