Floodgate - Soft Kill, Tamaryn

I peer from underneath a thousand dreams

A voice that follows free

Of all the things I deemed were down to punish me

I lay broken on the ground

These are the things they say

Please don’t make a sound

Just broken here, here on the ground

If the world would turn, just turn away

Don’t start though

These are the things they say

This flood has taken things

This god has grown tired

Of loving me

This voice

This voice just leav it be

Of all the things I deemed wre sure to bury me

Lay here underground