I came down over the Sleeping mountains where Our white tones plunged Into the weeping shelter Tear our skin up from the Bottom leaves our ankles bare
Don't just wander back and forth And leave it. build it into Pinnacles and shrines of some, Some ghastly predicament In mind you'll find leaves us Plastered to a bed of hairs
We'll be all coiled up Near the bottom With my chest, unbare it
Obedear, the sky is slow Gather up its harm and gods With grateful arms (2x)
Obedear, the sky is slow Watch fluids seem And rid their rudders Oh, they'll grace it With their wind arrows 'tis in the feathers that, That they branch below
Oh my dreams, Come back to me, Back to me, back to... All my wrinkles, Build on me, Build on me, build on...
Obedear, the sky is slow Gather up its harm and gods With grateful arms (2x)
Compositores: Corin Roddick (SOCAN), Megan James (SOCAN)Editor: Purity Ring Songs IncECAD verificado obra #7959527 em 14/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM