Flesh Poor Flesh
We sip our coffee
We sit and stare
Outside the cafe
In the open air
But my eyes
Can't meet your eyes
Or focus on the day
The holiday
Is merry and bright
But down here
In the four o'clock light
It's just thin souls
And salted streets
And falling eyelids
And flesh
Poor flesh
Fails us
Flesh
Poor flesh
Fails us
We sit and stare
Outside the cafe
In the open air
But my eyes
Can't meet your eyes
Or focus on the day
The holiday
Is merry and bright
But down here
In the four o'clock light
It's just thin souls
And salted streets
And falling eyelids
And flesh
Poor flesh
Fails us
Flesh
Poor flesh
Fails us
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Writer(s): Harrison Lemke
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