Six Organs Of Admittance
All You've Left
take yourself down to the fieldcount your hours till 3all you've left is all you loveall you'll never bebring yourself down to the streamwash away what's on don't go down to where you livetill everything's been sowndo not see what's in a lookyour eyes locked insidetold everyone you've disappearedseen your face at nightif we put our oar in boatthen we'll do okcast ourselves as bitter lovefrom a lonesome daytake yourself away from heretell the dunn where you beenall you've leftall you've loved all you'll never beall you'll never be
From Letras Mania