there's nothing left of this day there's nothing left of this town our time has ceased with such sorrow there's no one left here to mourn there's nothing left of this day outside there cry wolves in the night dark with their howls all around we'll just lie here clothed in our sheepskin
trying to pretend there's no harm it's a cold twist confined to the courage of a catalytic heart and mind over God's cry and goat's god's goodbye and I am bloodying the garment of a ghost inside making damn sure the body doesn't die