Spine

I'm looking for the pictures of your face I'm dying for the melodies of your maze I'm dreaming... I hear your sigh I'm dreaming... Where's your spine ? I'm looking for the memories of your sense I'm dying for the texture of your skin I'm dreaming...

Lyrics to Spine Across the rail i follow you the iron is black and warm it is calm it doesn't hurt me i listen to you all the time the comfort is my silence mhmmm it doesn't hurt me it's a spineless act skin makes me hollow and whole my wasted time l