Mitski
In Sixths
When I wake
I hear songs that follow me shine
All itch comes with ease
Fierce bones
Moving states to view what you've
Not seen

When life is calm, it's peace
In an abstract logic
Shapes unflurling, colours in song
This centenary moontide

When night blows [?]
[?]
All is over, shady and bright

Fate
[?] comes with moving seas
[?] in silence

They who died [?]
As it comes to [?]
As the past generations
A list of inanity
Reflect what you have been [?]
They who move into faced
First comes with moving [?]
Any air that was madе in silence

How about I say this through this race, wе see
Do we work for that which has never shown?
No sound in your eyes