I'll be alive when all of this is over

Henri Matisse 

Volcano Choir

Shed skin, for kin.
I'll be alive when all this is over.
When all of us are sober.
Shed skin, with kin.
I could lead you over,
I'll see you in the clover darling.
I'll be here, dancin on the footsteps,
Out here in the beach house, out here in the cold air.
Shed skin, like a master.
How have past and, comin down.

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