Line 4 (Orange) - Keep Shelly In Athens

Lame dissenter

Years before

We found each other

Growing sore.

«redhead!», I try to shout, «don't you leave!»

Redhead, I wanna dare you to breathe

But I’m too far behind

Already sitting on fire.

We’re scattered over

Traced in every moment

What is yours and what’s mine

At the end of this line