You cut my tongue,
To such a pretty thing,
Your words are stones,
They shatter my bony, little wings.
I'm scattered here,
All motion without a thought,
You've shattered me,
You've shattered me.
But I will crane, I will crane,
Like a lantern for you,
In the rain, in the rain,
Or maybe the shine for you.
I'll feel your pain, feel it,
Or just make it fade for you.
Even as my spirit rots.
Among the noise,
I can't, I can't see anything.
Between the view,
I can't, I can't hear anything.
When I'm with you,
I can't, I can't be anything.
'Cause I sense your stones,
The heavy little killing things.
But I will crane, I will crane
Like a lantern for you,
In the rain, in the rain,
Or maybe shine for you,
I'll feel your pain, feel it,
Or just make it fade for you,
Even as my spirit rots.
Oh, were so close to the sea,
Oh, were so close.
Oh, were so close to the sea,
Were so close.
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