Sinking ship
How long can you hold still?
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Your illness spills against my face
Sinking ship
How long can you hold still?
| x2
Oh, can't you feel the coming waves?
| x2
perfect Sunday portrait of my mother painting horses all alone
| x4
Of lovers and of leaves still believing they are free to come and go
Sinking ship
С
How long can you hold still?
| x2
Your illness is all that you are
| x2
portrait of my father as a baby sleeping underneath the stars
| x2
small pill of forgiveness I am giving to myself it's what I need
| x4
small gift of fulfillment I am hoping you will open and receive
Sinking ship
С
How long can you hold still?
| x2
Your illness fills this empty room
| x2
portrait of your lover softly drowning in the water
| x2
perfect Sunday portrait of my mother sending signals through the drum
| x4
portrait of my sadness finding shelter in the safety of my home