Burning Doe Songtext
von Cloud Rat

The leaves have this curl to them
Racing past, golden hues like wisps of a horse tail not yet fenced in
No more stiffening of this black substance


This is more beautiful than pleasure I read
One by one they fall, taking the last year with them
Away from me

Candy apple red
I want my lips to match
But I can only see the glow around me
Shedding its skin and full like everything else
It helps me molt then retreat
I′m so sick, so fucking sick of being humyn