Bodies

Slow Skies

Compositor: Karen Sheridan

Tell me love
Tell me all I’ve done
Trace me back to what I know
You love the most

I fall slow
There’s nowhere else to go
Leave me cold
I search for bodies in the snow

You outline us
A separate hand and face to touch
And all the trees will turn to white
But I’ve lost my mind

And I hope you’re dead
You are this sickness that I fed
And I lay my skin down in the snow
New skin to grow

I fall slow
There’s nowhere else to go
Leave me cold
I search for bodies in the snow

Words falls still
Bodies make me doubt
The way I feel
Before it lasts too long
I know you’re gone