Anoxia

I don't care "Take a chance," you said Melt the coins in your pants But make no sound for me my friend Be calm in the wind Tearing through town A dog-less bark Is a lonely sound The cold ground moans Untold histories It sings its birdsong To me A family sleeps At the crease They died by fire But they felt no heat I could wear A jumper sewn Out of the Irony We waste no time Leaving in light A different sun Bakes the breeze tonight My mind wanders Alone Let my body Be aquatic Burn us a road Straight to the sea I'll be your seatbelt Baby A family sleeps At the crease They died by fire But they felt no heat I could wear A jumper sewn Out of the Irony I could wear A jumper sewn Out of the Ironycould wear A jumper sewn Out of the Irony