BLEAK
Crave all that's left.
Make and change the shape of your flow.
I never meant to lose it but it stay's so close.

Wait it's not my turn.
Late it's still your turn.
You, you could make this show.
Easy is what you know.

Treat me like the dogs bone.
Like you would.
Chew me it was meant to be.
Like it should.

Rave in what's left.
The drops are colored flakes in the past.
I always had it in me and you dragged it out.

Wait it's not my turn.
Late it's still your turn.
You, you could make this show.
Easy is what you know.

Treat me like the dogs bone.
Like you would.
Chew me it was meant to be.
Like it should.

Float on your own.
I wish sails came with ships.
'Cos I've been sunk.

Treat me like the dogs bone.
Like you would.
Chew me it was meant to be.
'Cos it should be making me bleak.


Music and lyrics by Thor M. Lunde & R. Cady Lunde
All rights reseved.