Through the vein living in the stone running off the wall never broke at all collapsing spaces in...
digging places in the ground sifting out the reason... at the crossing of the lines... at the crossing of the lines...
What you see in this... take a step away from you where your lines come rushing in like a car crash... like a sigh...
At the crossing of the lines... Crossing fingers when they lie...At the crossing of the lines...