Sled
Z Santos
Short of sharp breath (breath short on)
For a limited time only (time)
Drag through the night (trailing behind)
A brutal illusion of orchid on white (styrofoam sea)
100 more feet left to go (how heavy and sloppy and slow)
Could we just stay for a bit? (I already quit)
Let me stand for a moment and listen to it
You pull (ohh) me across (I lie) and I cry (on my side)
No one (hey) will see (my face) but the sky (hey)
The same (same) color orchid on white (will dry)
