Sewing Circles Video (MV)

A final fading gleam
Fearing lace and steam
And the itch to break the seam

You swap a loaf in mind
Pinch and clip the ride
Or let it dry inside
An amber telegram
You call a stone in sand
The world held up by hands

But now a silent wolf
Will weather peace and pulse
To consume the dulce

I know it's wrong to think that I know wrong from right
I know it's wrong to think that I can change my mind at all

I'm folding through The Page
I only wreathe and gauge
This sane but twisted age

The dorsal linen shreds
All back to where it ends
Just a lighter red

I know it's wrong to think that I know wrong from right
I know it's wrong to think that I know wrong from right at all

I'm solely less than full
Some essence has been culled
I let it take the pull

We empty all the glands
Once it's in demands
You cross that we're not damned

Because sipping saccharine
Is what makes us clean
But now we're smithereens

I'm baked from where i'm bred
I'm hunt and gather fed
I clutch and "oh" instead

I know it's wrong to think that I know wrong from right
I know it's wrong to think that I know left from right at all
I know it's wrong to think that I know wrong from right
I know it's wrong to think that I'm not blind to all I see
You're all I see