Ryan Adams - Sink Ships
卜超 制作
Sun that falls on your hands
As you type;
Just something in my head
Standing in this empty space
Your desk is gone;
The wall is still from where it went
This is position is not open now for applicants
The application forms get shredded
There was faulty wording in the document
I can still hear you laughing
Coming up the rickety stairs
Laughing as the springtime filled your longs with air
Grey smoke rung out like the patches of your hair
Like violets
Like birds inside the bells
Break those prows in the back of my mind
While the sun is out;
No, it's still up and the light is shining
It's season's push and pull and all to get us through
Well my mind is open now;
Like the door to an empty room
This position is not open now for applicants
The appli