Haley

Haley

Each glowing sign a kind of minor deity

Trying hard to eek its place in make believe

The only God or ghost that brought us close

To any kind of credence

And let that unnatural fire all carve its own way into me

Haley

Haley

Everyday the record breaks

The bleeding edge of history

It searches for o dover or covenant

Breaks everything it tries to heal

I hold what hearty fruits the winter dirt returned to me

Are wе being brave or just acting this way

Haley

Halеy

Haley

She breaks the windows

Rains from high

And carves herself there into me

And in the morning I am walking by myself into the street

Scar tissue, shooting stars and bloody palms and ragged knees

I am not coming back to hospital this week

But I'll wear you on my skin always Haley

Haley

Haley

Haley

Haley

Haley

Haley

Haley

Haley