.Though the hammer's blind, though the weapons primed, though the water's mined
You are not the last, you're not iron cast, not a broken mast
The way that a crude anxiety knocks around underneath the crosswalk
The way that the roar of unsaid things drowns out all the small talk
Yeah, ghos.
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