Lyrics Divers of the Dust - Marissa Nadler
Divers
of
the
dust
You
can
help
me
if
you
must
Divers
of
the
dust
Lying
here,
on
the
rocks
With
the
cliffs
disintegrating
Last
I
heard,
in
the
end
The
waves
were
scraping
city
streets
You
look
out
the
window
to
see
Seven
lines
of
stunted
trees
How
did
we
end
up
here
And
how
do
we
meet?
I
hear
sirens
Fish
are
flowing
through
my
veins
Divers
of
the
dust
You
could′t
understand
You
were
the
bullet
in
my
gun
I
was
your
man
Divers
of
the
dust
I
was
putty
in
your
hand
You
were
the
bullet
fired
Into
the
ravaged
land
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