Trail Hounds

Pitted fruit
The stone removed
Fingers reach through
A metal gate
Clamoring
Vehement while creatures
Blemished within
The summertime

Ablaze at both ends
Stars are lit
Wounded brightness

Drunken roll
Down a green patchy knoll
Feathered our hair
No cares where we'd go
I'm afraid
We may grow so restrained
Cut at the weeds
Yank at the leash

Ablaze at both ends
Stars are lit
Wounded brightness



Credits
Writer(s): Danielle Zamora
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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