Savour

Time left in my mind for savouring all
Over the wall, savour my life savour my feed
Savour all of my beasts lives for keeps
'till I'm over the wall, over and done
Stripped to my tongue, leaving my beasts
Over the wall
Over all of the 'alls' and all
Wishing my well being
Though I'll only die when every car's an empty thing
And nothing's left, not even in
Bag filled with hope and my beasts
(it crossed my hand)

I've broken my things so what happens now?
Only hope it don't register on my own mind
And it seems that I've caught my hand
Oh no!

Done seeing without sight
It's reason alright
Forwarding cases of angst onto the floor
With all the things we ask for

Flys volunteering to take my weight and
Hold me to the nighttime sky
There's my mum, no need to cry

Bag filled with hope and my beasts
(it crossed my hand)