steveskafte: lost on me
steveskafte: thirsty leaves unfurled
steveskafte: the sickness tells me what to do
steveskafte: the bending and the breaking
steveskafte: I am not harmless.
steveskafte: some believe we've been carefully connected
steveskafte: defiled by definitions deflected
steveskafte: the rain will steal my soul
steveskafte: I saw you fighting the sun.
steveskafte: the rain will cause your downfall
steveskafte: all I hear is what the sun says