Between Pacific Coasts - The Promise Ring
Down the lane
I breathe out loud in half frozen air
And the black amnesias in heaven are lighting a half moon on the stairs
And I bite my lip when
I breathe out loud
Wrapped in
Japanese paper all the way around
California can't see the sun rise smoke doesn't climb like it lingers
California can't see the sun rise smoke doesn't climb like it lingers
California
Runs long on a broken broken lung
Runs long
I breathe out loud in half frozen air
And I bite my lip when I breathe out loud
I bite my lip when I breathe out loud loud loud loud loud