Tim Islander Newman - Heathen Resurge

Written on a rainbow on the edge
Slapped around and goose fed rotten lead
Cracking ice, imploding hollow nerves
Dribbling all over myself

All that shatters is ours
And all that glows is yours

Heathen
Won't you lead us again?

Give them cloth, you useless knot of hair
Clothed in majesty, you wish you were
Plums and spoons and balls and wild oats
Filthy hands are all around our throats

And all that shatters is ours
And all that glows, you get to keep

Heathen
Won't you lead us again?

Written by:
Tim Newman

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