Stealing Suns - A Year a Day

A Year a Day

Like a vagabond afloat he’s drifting on a shipwreck
January’s cold. February’s hanging on to light, not so cold, just fainting through the backbeat
The month is short. March won’t be long
April is gone but I’ll wait
I gotta sail this way…

Now I’m just a sheath with some grit — another player playing shunning your blacklist
It kinda worked. But May just flew
June is here and I weigh the time
Then July’s here…

Then I’m just a sling with no clip — another dreamer dreaming slinging for the death shot
August is near. Then September’s here
So I say gotta make ’em pay

Our years now stolen away
Your dreams now suspended they say
October’s lost. November’s long and I brave the storm
December’s near
And I ain’t got another year

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Written by:
https://www.instagram.com/jodefacto/
https://www.instagram.com/stealingsuns/

Art by:
https://www.instagram.com/bynlin__/
https://scribblessometimes.etsy.com

Recorded live via phone with #Bandlab app | FX: #Warmplate

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