Sneezing : Seasonal Creators

Lyrics for Sneezing : Seasonal Creators

As the river stabilized While it stays clam You watched me Burnt from lit Hide under shades No stick to back Here where I was Wanted to hear you talk And my creator seems dry now But I could tell that soon will be flooded Crumbling between skins and veins Could've I lived without the burnt? And the weather's gonna change Still in same place Washed my hands To hide the smell Smell of the tar Put it back, rubbed twice Yet I could still smell it back It had to be last summer Glimpsing right at the hole I can see you running toward (Here, where I was wanted to hear you talk) If I heard you right at the moment Then, could've I lived without the burnt? From the time I sneezed Only creators pushed To be where I should Rest over night Glad the season has come If not, I had to make the hole Hole with the bum that I'm radiating