Driftwood
Quelle: Spotify
She is driftwood
Porcelain branches entangle her.
Face down,
Her dress caught on the banks of the river
Fingers dancing in the current.
She is a ghost
With lungs full of water
How could I have know?
He heart was empty
And she never planned on coming home.
Come home.
Come home to me
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