Maria 62
It's 3AM, the wind is weak and warm
A seagull swoops, the moon anchored offshore
You're like a dream in which I have not slept for weeks
And I've been sending a search party after every word you speak
You won't remember me
You won't remember
You won't
You
You won't remember me
You won't remember
You won't
You
You won't remember me
You won't remember
You won't
You
You won't remember me
You won't remember
You won't
You
You won't remember me
You won't remember
You won't
You
Writer/s: Gareth Liddiard
