Ankle Bone کے بول

She walks alone across the burning sand No song in her ears No, she won't find another mother now There is no other here She wanders onward never to arrive The naked offer with nothing more to hide Carves like a peg into the angry son Wincing with tired eyes Isn't there anything worth searching for? Is it all compromise? She has no saviour and nothing to decide Spinning onward a circular sky The desert is her mother, the desert is her mother The desert is her mother, the desert is her mother The desert is her mother, the desert is her mother The desert is her mother, the desert is her mother The desert is her mother, the desert is her mother The desert is her mother, the desert is her mother now Maybe nothing is all that she will find Maybe nothing is all that she will find