Minnesota, WI

armour let it through, borne the arboretic truth you kept posing

sat down in the suit, fixed on up it wasn’t you by finished closing

ramble in the roots, had the marvel, moved the proof be kneeled fine’s glowing

storing up the clues, it had its sullen blue bruised through by showing

settle past a patience where wishes and your will are spilling pictures

water’s running through in the valley where we grew to write this this scripture:

never gonna break

never gonna break

never gonna break