Brass by Native
Brass by Native

Brass

Native * Track #3 On Orthodox

Brass Lyrics

The mare slows to warn him of bees
His eyes veer
Verdict steers
Planks fall from might
Dirt crumbs
Legs form to stems
Cells grow
Legs form
Legs form
Road leads to here
Use thins like soil
Road leads to here
Use thins like soil

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