i have eaten the grind
that was in the hustle
i have eaten the grind
that was in the hustle
crystalline light
casting slow moving shadows
over breastful mountaintops
brecon beacon fell
falls to the tramline
my son is a ferryman
he splits mersey lines
with spectacled vision
crystalline light
casting slow moving shadows
over breastful mountaintops
brecon beacon fell
falls to the tramline
my son is a ferryman
he splits mersey lines
with spectacled vision