Song written by Elchgetuem in 01/17
For the grain has been ground
To the finest flour
Now the dust covers stone and wood alike
Creeping into every pore
And all the king's mooses and all the queen's numbers
Can't fix what come asunder
For the water it has flown
Over the edge
Now drops cover leafs, limb and roots alike
Creeping into every pore
And all the king's mooses and all the queen's numbers
Can't fix what come asunder