Shield Patterns + Ba:zel, 2.4.2015, palác Akropolis

Bed for the night for the evening. It matters to me, to see you safe home. Come in and rest your bones, Come in and take good care of us. Good care of both of us. Stick figure sink into snow, falling. Islands call. Ship yard cracks flint in my icy side. Waterbed rattles with footsteps, of all things lost. Walk across. I'll come home to you, come in. And I will take good care of us, Good care of both of us, Balsa drinks in, ghost words, drift above teeth, and I'll meet you in dry heaven. Where I will take good care of us, good care of both of us. Bring your raft around.