Postscripts from Tabula Rasa by Tabula Rasa

Winds of silence left me
Graceless
Tongue-split roots I
Tasted

Grass shoots shot up to
Embrace me
Singing songs of words now
Wasted

Oaths now broken left me
Fateless
Blank before the clouds so
Weightless

If only eyes above could see
What you've made of me

Think of pebbles
When you see me again
Stay out of the sky
Think of pebbles
When you see me again
Blood will freeze and dry
Think of me

Sugar melting on my
Chafed lips
Cold November in the
Postscripts

If only eyes above could see
What you've made of me

Think of pebbles when
You see me again
Stay out of the sky
Think of pebbles when
You see me again
Blood will freeze and dry
Think of me
Skinless in the sun

Winds of silence left me
Graceless
Tongue-split roots I
Tasted

Grass shoots shot up to
Embrace me
Singing songs of words now
Wasted

Think of pebbles when
You see me again
Stay out of the sky
Think of pebbles when
You see me again
Blood will freeze and dry

Think of pebbles when
You see me again
Oooh
Think of pebbles when you see me again
Oooh
Think of me
Skinless in the sun

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