Paroles de Untethered

It is far too late to roam untethered Falling into time undone While stricken ill we are all cast down We see no way to know Blind, we stagger on As the hive has lost its fucking mind I fall low Too sick to look behind Seeking an honest share of clear sky These winds give birth to a broken dark Far as the eye can see, rats on the wire Will you be content to cave your deep