All That I Know Of All That Is Left (Suno v3 alpha + ReRites)

All That I Know Of All That Is Left I know your blue throat, writing as you sleep. Smoke-wreaths howling over the hot sea fall so near your feet. [CHORUS] To see the wild light as rain breaks into thin snow as i pause on the stairs above the kitchen. These are minutes to worry about. The rain caught rushing at windows, begging to hear the garden in the sun.