Kimberley we're grown
Time is moving on
Like a stone
Rolling off
The edge of the earth
We vanish
Into the dust
Follow all the rules
Buy into the fools
Memory rots in the crucks
With the soil and the guts
Decay here with me
My love
Build a proud white
Picket fence
At the edge of the sky
Foxglove will grow
Kimberley we're grown
Water of the womb
Will pour out from your legs
But the tears that we shed
Will combine
Nourish
What's left
Be a wife
In a house
Blood and silk
Live and die
In the vines
Foxglove will
Foxglove will grow
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