Mar 12, 2020
GOOSEFEATHER
I speak in ancient tongues, I stare straight at the sun. What I've done can't be undone. These and more than these. These and more than these, digging deeper. These and more than these, you gotta dig in deeper. Blood on my hands, but none on my soul Some day god willing, I will behold And up above, I feel the love, Of every star in the sky. I'll never be alone, I will never cry. I'll never be alone, I will never die. I hear them speaking still, My will is not my will. - these and more than these by joseph fink