ghost orchard - rest

Lyrics

Bleach on the concrete
Heavy on the mind
Cursed in its tellings
Show you what i find

Kiss on the temple
Frost on its leaves
With love it’s gentle
Lost in between

And for you i remember
And hold onto what i can
It’s so short; there’s no lesson
Bring it back again
Fangs in the quandary
Pain in my hand
You sit so calmly and i don’t understand

Rust on its bearings
Links in the chain
Scars intermingled
The feeling wanes

And like the moon still crests as its’ hue ruminates
Like thick smoke fills the room
And brings you back again

And i soon forget
As my mind yearns for rest
Turns to stone
At your time
Comforted