| [00:37.80] | Sweep |
| [00:40.13] | Brought @ U by McSilence |
| [00:55.75] | |
| [03:40.42] | The floor you walk on is smooth. |
| [03:43.32] | There is no ground there. |
| [03:45.47] | Magic begins with blood. |
| [03:47.94] | Outside, there are trees, |
| [03:49.89] | With concrete under their roots. |
| [03:52.73] | But I have passed the tombs of kings, |
| [03:56.56] | Regaled them with pacing, |
| [03:59.27] | checked bins for food and wrappings. |
| [04:01.50] | I have scoured the seas for miles, |
| [04:05.79] | cloaked my face with ash. |
| [04:08.26] | My fingertips opening, |
| [04:10.14] | accepting my time. |
| [04:12.00] | |
| [04:12.60] | The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes |
| [04:16.37] | |
| [04:20.05] | For me, I am your sorrow |
| [04:26.56] | Calling in your dreams |
| [04:35.84] | For me, I am your shadow |
| [04:42.52] | Howling in the streets |
| [04:45.28] | |
| [05:00.70] | Tomorrow, I will walk the streets |
| [05:19.26] | And steel myself for the familiar. |
| [05:21.31] | Your eyes |
| [05:21.95] | Will not settle, a hunger. |
| [05:23.06] | You re be happier in your grave. |
| [05:25.03] | When we meet, share stories, |
| [05:27.63] | you stretch me. I see, |
| [05:30.42] | I see a semi-circle of teeth. |
| [05:32.50] | |
| [05:33.55] | The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes |
| [05:39.78] | For me, I am your sorrow |
| [05:46.57] | Calling in your dreams |
| [05:52.04] | |
| [05:55.52] | For me, I am your shadow |
| [06:02.27] | Howling in the streets |
| [06:05.50] |