Traces And Things - Scumbucket

With a screaming

Down in the dark

I pulled the stillness

It’s better to start

Using the page key

He locks the door

Up from the pavement

'cos she cracked the floor

Far to the north

He hadn’t been that far before

Not to receive

In better days not to become

With a screaming

Down in a hole

Now there believing

It’s better to fall

Using the search key

He shot them all

Further than reaching

Fall on the floor

Far to the north

He hadn’t been that far before

Wasn’t one

In darker days not to believe

Far to the north

He hadn’t been that far before

Wasn’t one

In better days not to become