Not a Noise

Not a noise, not a song

Not a light, not a long October

Take me over

What was real in the thaw

was a lie you just thought

you saw closer

Take me over

I’ve been down in the claw

for a sign that got lost

Four leaf clover, take me over

Sun is red

Cut my lips

The sum is death

Ticks and tricks

The sum is red

Sunday roll

O my soul

What was real as a thought

is a face in the frost

You don’t know her

Take me over