Mike Waters by Eternal Beacon

Saint Summer oh Mai.
There is one source, buried among flowers and dirt below feet planted firmly on the ground over a ruined year of my past and only love.
The focus is there but it is not so much a concern compared to the bodies own weaknesses.
Finish writing and begin saying nothing at all.

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A poem found hand written on a wrapper I had used as a page mark in a book Tom gave me.

Recorded the 16th June 2024.

Mike Waters by Eternal Beacon

Credits
Piano, Synth and Lyrics by Thomas Cattle
Synth, Percussion and Electric Bass by William Foley

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