Color of your blood as it came leaking out from your face.
Must have missed my mark when I was looking for a head to blame.
Care to share your thoughts on disregarding all your wins and losses?
By the ending you were so exhausted, from the start you'd already lost it,
anyway.
There was a scar, there was a stain.
There was no chair.
There was a broken window pane,
and your black hair.
Now I see:
You came looking for Angelina.
She sank south to West Palm Beach
where she stays warm and out of reach.
credits
from FALINE,
released April 1, 2015
Written and played by Jenna Ave-Lallemant
Produced, recorded, mixed, and played by Andy Dixon
Like when you find something private that someone dropped in a public place, and you decide to open it to find out to whom it belongs, and you read something personal accidentally, and you find yourself in it. You know what I mean? Andrew
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