are you a wolf, warm in your pinstripes? is your pen a bootknife, drawing red and dollar green? (two colours for everything) look how the teeth gnash
when i'm dying promise compliance and carry my body up over the fence and lie me on the moss we'll hide my spirit from the gods and when they come looking
you bright sun you darkest dirt hardest paradox i ever learned you're tireless and i tire quick it?s the easy death of reason within my chest you bright
moment?s rest ?Cause I get so tired What things transpired while my body slept? Beset my mind The river?s up, the reeds are caught Halfway across what never was The water rose
just feel them multiply like hungry flies in the sweet summer night in the woods they were waiting, in a word they arrived one doubt from your red mouth
you're minding your business baby when a wave of fear just chills your marrow and you're painting a picture so dull you're finding you're reasons quickly
When you got to the gates, what did they say? What did they say? They said, "What you trying to prove...you're gonna give us away! Making those sounds
the season's finally turned and i'm walking down to work cause there's much left to be earned in these hours the snow has finally learned that she's relinquishing
get your things we're leaving when the morning birds are singing we're sailing cause its time to go what's to come only fate can show see her move like
the road bends long, like mother's arms reaching for these four black tires and through the night, our knuckles tight we knock off miles and yellow lines
but often it happens you know that the things you don?t trust are the ones you need most so it's cautiously into the dark but you see before long that
wait-wait-wait- before you go i want you to know all that you were and the sound that you made when you moved before you leave i need you to see all
the rain starts off and it wakes you up you can't sleep with that racket on the roof you get up slow but you can't get going it seems this morning
open arms i was starved white desert ground i was dry a hungry child i lived my life dotted 'i's knotted fingers toed the line i lived my life
i raised my head from the riverbed and i tasted the air i built my home of oak and stone and i feasted on the animals and earth i raised my kids in modern
you you and i made a pact a deal that as we lay dying we'd think about eachother then and smile as we're taken in i i listened like a little child to
so march is in like a lion and she marches out like a lamb you can't blame a girl for trying we all need a helping hand maybe someone who could drag