Reversible Songtext
von Division Day

Touch into talk (flailing)
Crouch into walk (pale)
Fingers to throat (murmur, reveil)
From carbon to gold
Fleeting, or lips gone dark, reversible
With spur into foal
Tear to the blood-lit mark, uncurseable
Wrist onto wrist (baling)
Painted or kissed (wire) Ember to porch (glowing pyre)
From camphor to film
Flooded, or lids dropped down, reversible
With slip into kiln
Charring the cobalt ground, uncurseable
From carbon to gold
Fleeting, or lips gone dark, reversible
With spur into foal
Tear to the blood-lit mark, uncurseable