Testo Fall Of Man

A mirror for a lesser human being

A broken branch to lean your weight upon

A muddy path like here

Unclear
Take the fall of man within

Draw the longest hour in

Saw birds

Squirrels in the trees

Flotsam

Jetsam about the sea

A timely order for a decent pill

Ungodly hour for tidings to begin
A labyrinth of fear

Come here

The music calls for undertones

The music speaks to those alone

Saw words hide between the lines

Made sense to the open minds

A goodbye gone

Too mannish to believe

Sailor songs

To wear them on the sleeve

Breathe

Breathe

All the flaws of man are in

Draw upon the well within

Come clean.