Raw beauty of borderland put a spell on me,
what was missing, gave space to what was bleeding out of me
I would lie if I say, wasn't afraid of the void inside
Still these sunrises, from behind the hills, I got lost in them
When you walk long enough, suddenly you get close
cleaning lady smells like booze and there's no more stepping stones to lose
And toes on the water, head in the clouds
cleaning lady smells like booze and there's no more stepping stones to lose
||: The ghost of river Uts :||