- cifra
Cast the calming apple up and over satellites
To draw out the timid, wild one
To convince you it's alright
And I listen for the whisper of your sweet insanity
While I formulate denials
Of your effect on me
You're a stranger, so what do I care?
You vanished today
Not the first time I hear
Or the last
What am I to do with all this silence?
Shy away, shy away phantom
Run away, terrified child
Won't you move away, you fucking tornado
I'm better off without you tearing my will down
