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Far From Me Listen: Directed and edited by Pat Kearney I’m treading the endless wake between Have and have not, and I want everything Skin is singed with frayed nerves reaching in You endure ‘cause I say when I’m running breathless My home is far from me The yellow days waste When all is vanity Now I’m tearing at the floorboards Searching for the glory that I was promised Aimless drifting with eyes drawn skyward All used up and so uninspired I’m running breathless My home is far from me The yellow days waste When all is vanity I grow weary Exhausting agitation will tear me apart The prey hunts down its own and impales itself I get mean when I’m hungry Subdued but I’m starving there’s something dead inside of me And I can’t get it out Instagram: Twitter: Facebook:
