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...