Letras de Canciones de Shannon Wright
A Vessel for a Minor Malady

There's no cure so
why should i care
You have fled into this blackness
In this sling i must contain

You use your force
To comfort my trembling hands
And fold them aside
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These hued eyes
They have sent
The longest beatings
The hour bows
To seek some light
With golden strings

You construct this wheel
With your threads of argentine