- cifra
We think we know, oblivious though
Unified clones sit like stones
Upon thrones of fool's gold
Looking bold, but all alone
Restore your needed shelter
Sitting sideways, something deep
Wading water, pants at my knees
Fading with growth-lie awake
Buried stones all alone
Restore your needed shelter
Our flawless endeavor to be alone, to be alone
Sitting sideways, something deep
Wading water, pants at my knees
Sitting sideways, something deep
Fading with growth
Lie awake, lie awake, lie awake
