the ground on which you stand is firm
it’s only memory shifts the world
and memory is mine
to fling loose
unremembered
fulcrum
so do it again
just like before
and I will be
disenthralled
promise
the ground on which you stand is firm
it’s only memory shifts the world
and memory is mine
to fling loose
unremembered
fulcrum
so do it again
just like before
and I will be
disenthralled
promise