fedeskier: I might fall like a rock from your heart
fedeskier: But you can't tie my dreams to this place
fedeskier: But as you said goodbye I almost died
fedeskier: You speak those favorite fables
fedeskier: I wish I could say I've clung to time like gold
fedeskier: To a heatwave in hard placelessness, neon tiles
fedeskier: Like falling in the sea when it's too hot in the sun
fedeskier: Is this how your limbs treat all strangers?
fedeskier: Watching the world so small below