Keeping The Sixer

Weathered and torn
I’ll never beg you for too long
The sun drips through an eclipse
Is this what brought me to be

I’ve died over
I’ve died over and
Time ‘til I bloom again
‘Til i bloom again

Harness the saddle
Sunken hopes to know what it all meant
Under the callous eyes the hangman sighs
The desert heat was never so frozen

I’ve died over
I’ve died over and
Time ‘til I bloom again
‘Til i bloom again