Scratch my leg with a rusty nail, sadly it heals
Colour my hair but the dye grows out
I can't seem to stay a fixed ideal


Childhood pictures redeem, clean and so serene
See myself without ruining lines

Whole days throwing sticks into streams

I have crawled so far sideways

I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime, I wanna die


The hole in my life even stains the soil
My heart shrinks to barely a pulse
A tiny animal curled into a quarter circle

If you really care wash the feet of a beggar

I have crawled so far sideways

I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime, I wanna die


I have crawled so far sideways
I recognise dim traces of creation
I wanna die, die in the summertime, I wanna die