Half Waif
tactilian audiotree live version
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What's on my mind in the evening?
Tangerines in their skins,
Taking their time to be eaten.
So cold, so cold.
Smoke in my lantern.
What's on my mind when the light's out?
I don't think you wanna know.
Think I'm a bit sick of holding on.
A terrible time to be thinking.
Think I'd rather undress,
Feel the flesh in my fingers.
Let it go, let it go, let it pass.
Smoke in my lantern.
What's on my mind when the light's out?
I don't think you wanna know.
Think I'm a bit sick of holding on.
Then I open the door
And I know
I'm not gonna be back for a while.