Coffee getting cold

Across the Channel Between Us

Amor De Esquina

Amor Que Não Desgruda

Ashes on Your Boots

Every old photo is a door locked twice

Dripping in favor

Dhol Te Dream

Flexing like a king.

Stuck in someone else's sleep

I kept scrolling through our memories

Too broken to crawl away

I thought I drown

We both know that's a lie

I'm standing on a river bank

Where will I be when the dawn takes hold

Missed call, same old name

You took my trust you made it bleed

Cut my hair with a rusted blade

Shadows stare waiting for me to adjust