Autumn Reds from Perfect Dark by WHITE SHAPE
Tracklist
| 3. | Autumn Reds | 6:35 |
Lyrics
I stretch my arms over autumn reds, reaching for weak vessels of someone's ash, can I talk to you about the distant past, can I talk to you about anything?
You're a figure that walks through doors taking sips of liquor and god damn coors. Thumming through you with wet finger nails . Like I reach in the dark between old film reels.
You buried your feet underground, but they're not roots, and you won't grow.
You have paper wings held with wire, but they're not feathers, and you can't fly on your own.
Credits
from Perfect Dark,
released September 6, 2019
