Deep in the body
A radio
Tells us stories to withstand
The cold-
A fine net of signals
That shock to the touch
Lie down by the fire
Now the ice will form
The trees turn to stone
And soon enough
You will feel lightly
For the warmth over your heart
Deep in the body
A radio
Tells us stories to withstand
The cold-
A fine net of signals
That shock to the touch
Lie down by the fire
Now the ice will form
The trees turn to stone
And soon enough
You will feel lightly
For the warmth over your heart
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