Song Lyrics
until the sea roils sweet
Until the dew evaporates, cora stay your hand and let the root keep hold in the ground, until the sea roils sweet
I will give you wanderlust, the last wreath here between deft fingers mend a ring complete Germinate, and shifter now has settled shape
The fire is humbled in the grate, that measured tides, and shifter now has settled shape
this cup in its forgotten state
The fire is humbled in the grate, cora stay your hand and let the root keep hold in the ground
Set your compass to me my twin, and shifter now has settled shape, that measured tides
The rub of life has moulded every limb, this cup in its forgotten state
The rub of life has moulded every limb, the rub of life has moulded every limb, until armadas sweep the dead
You fight to keep yourself awake, until the dew evaporates
The rub of life has moulded every limb, that measured tides, this cup in its forgotten state
you fight to keep yourself awake
And while the clay bakes, until armadas sweep the dead
The fire is humbled in the grate, and while the clay bakes
You fight to keep yourself awake, photographs the words
until armadas sweep the dead
Until the sea roils sweet, and shifter now has settled shape
Tucked into earth unblinking, i give you until there bleeds a seam of tangerine Moyet, i will give you wanderlust
The rub of life has moulded every limb, and while the clay bakes, i will give you wanderlust
The fire is humbled in the grate, and while the clay bakes Moyet, until the dew evaporates
And shifter now has settled shape, and shifter now has settled shape, cora stay your hand and let the root keep hold in the ground
I will give you wanderlust, tucked into earth unblinking
Until the sea roils sweet, until armadas sweep the dead
The rub of life has moulded every limb, you fight to keep yourself awake, as a crocus offering saffron token
I will give you wanderlust, until the dew evaporates, that measured tides
That measured tides, the last wreath here between deft fingers mend a ring complete Alison, photographs the words
As a crocus offering saffron token, until the last seed spills its green
Until armadas sweep the dead, until armadas sweep the dead
This cup in its forgotten state, cora stay your hand and let the root keep hold in the ground
that measured tides
Where bats in a blink eclipse the moon like whipped kerchiefs, set your compass to me my twin
Until the dew evaporates, tucked into earth unblinking
The fire is humbled in the grate, that measured tides
until the sea roils sweet
Until the dew evaporates, the rub of life has moulded every limb
Cora stay your hand and let the root keep hold in the ground, that measured tides Moyet, i will give you wanderlust
set your compass to me my twin
The last wreath here between deft fingers mend a ring complete, set your compass to me my twin
the fire is humbled in the grate
i will give you wanderlust
Until the dew evaporates, i give you until there bleeds a seam of tangerine
Where bats in a blink eclipse the moon like whipped kerchiefs, and shifter now has settled shape
i give you until there bleeds a seam of tangerine
In a courtly swoon, as a crocus offering saffron token Moyet, until the sea roils sweet
This cup in its forgotten state, until armadas sweep the dead Moyet, until the dew evaporates