Calvin

these days, they are short.
lets fill them with song, and knowings absence.
these days, become long.
depression begs our roots upheaved.
theres nothing here, dead weight and empty skies.
brother remain strong.

we'll never learn, more than what we did, in those first seconds of life.

theres nothing here, dead weight and empty skies.
brother remain strong.

we'll never learn more than what we did, in those first seconds of life.
nothing changes, let it absess.
nothing changes, let it absess.