Borstal

lyrics

I couldn't have done a better job of falling apart but that's alright.
I fell with the grace of dirt, the trees bent red around me and I should write the folks more often than I do but I don't.
And like a bottle spun loose on the concrete I crawl.
I spin my bottle down the tracks it splits in half exactly.
I fall down on the pavement. The trees bend down around me.
I take the subway back downtown, collect the papers we drew on, address the envelope to mom.

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