I’m sorry I couldn’t hold the breach.
Oh Molotov,
Can’t reach the garden,
Bad roads to town.
In all this salty wine,
Here,
Drink won’t get me drunk.
Where’d you leave me hung?
Iscariot,
Come down.
It’s not easy to give.
I’m sorry I couldn’t hold the breach.
As the heads come off,
Can’t be the father,
Those days are done.
They only seek to realign the fear,
Only seek to reaffirm:
“We are here”.
They only seek to realign the fear,
I only speak to reaffirm:
I am here with you.
And it’s not easy to give.
I’m sorry I couldn’t hold the breach,
And you don’t have to trust me
Anymore.
“In all that breeze you can’t hold onto anything”,
They said.
When it’s said it’s said,
We don’t talk much anymore.
It’s not easy to give.
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