作词 : Sean Wharton
作曲 : Sean Wharton
Meet me at my sinking south east corner
Where I've buckled near the door
You know the one who scratch our heads
And sore the sore up where the sun shines
Is there more this all came from
All I know is I'll be falling
Slowly forward till the moment
I'm not sure that I'll be fit to last the winter
Sifting instants in my crooked swollen fingers
Minutes dripping through these cracks
Between the things I've said and done
Leave me out it won't be long
Before I've lost my heart to rest
It's such a cruel momentum
After all
Price of patience paid them full
And it grew something that pierced my pain
Then fills my lungs
Just pulling me apart
Pulling me alone
How the clouds are cool and they should coach me open
See how slow I come unravel
Silver boats could breathe in chalo
Finally humble show my stomach full of porridge
Hamager thoughts as I hang
Honest from these hills of all my plans
It's not as orbit as I thought
That I'm not fit to last the winter
Sifting instants in my crooked swollen fingers
Minutes dripping through these cracks
Between the things I said and done
Leave me out it won't be long
Before I've lost my eye to rust
It's such a cruel momentum
After all
Price of patience paid them full
And they prove something that heals my pain
Then fills my lungs
It's pulling me apart
Putting me alone
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Should I take a job
Nothing from that same old easy show
I keep all the stuff that keeps me
All the stuff that used to help
But I miss something sort of signal
What's the difference if I did
And how am I supposed to know
If I'm supposed to be convinced that