Heresy Lyrics by Emily Jane White
I crawl against the wind
The chafe, the freeze, brethren
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I crawl against the wind
The chafe, the freeze, brethren
I used to hold your hand in pain
A curve, an arc, wander through the haze
So many lives back from the war
How do you help those restore
Here lies the pain
The thorn marks on your hands, they are forever
I brace the wind
As I walk, broken
I was born a hollow hearth
I would take my own world apart
I felt the gaze
Of my desire
The way you walk, the way you sing
The way you hold on to everything