Covered
August 2014Through revolving doors We walk each night Matching minutes
The overlay of the sky Grows dark, dark, Darker
Down the stairs, light Follows me, but up I’m greeted by black
I add a layer each night With greater weight I'm covered
Through revolving doors We walk each night Matching minutes
The overlay of the sky Grows dark, dark, Darker
Down the stairs, light Follows me, but up I’m greeted by black
I add a layer each night With greater weight I'm covered