Leland
I dropped yesterday, under the table of an organized breakfastEven with words, and even with my body, I cannot deal with it
A train travels past my throat, and you smile in the back seat, looking at a lovely flowerDon't brave my body!
I had a feeling we'd be forgiven only by smiling at each otherYou were sold for this roll of banknotes"Love with that heart, even if it's unbearable"right?
The train gives you a ride, and passes over two oceansI realize. You were sold only for this money!
Did you have a feeling we'd be forgiven only by smiling at each other?You will be broken by this rifle bullet"Don't forget, even though you are loved,"
Even though it has disappeared, I'll find it and give it to you, with the rust of chainsAll I remember is the landscape that you danced happily inWhat should I do?