Low Anthem (The)
Burn
Did I burn each last bit of myselfDid I turn my back on the kid in myselfAnd tear the oldest rootIn a charlatan's pursuitAnd the world drifting father awayOn the run with nowhere to rideThe black angel still clings to my sideYou know he's faster thanAny manAnd the world drifting father awayWhat I told you lover I guess that I meantBy the time that you read this I will have repentedI know I am a foolFor trying to play it cruelAnd you played so much kinder than IYour memory know is the shadow to my shadowI wind it tight like a player pianoYour skirt above your kneesI watch you press the keysIt calms the smarting fleshOf the wound we have undressedIf still there's a song deep in this marrowLetras de cancionesWho lets you draw that last shivering arrowWhat kind of smarting loonBelieves that he can shoot the moonCalm these failing nervesThey ask to be preservedI was ashamed and muteFumbling around for my parachuteThen gliding through the rainNot a drop could leave its stainAnd the world drifting farther away
From Letras Mania