Evening Hymns
Dead Deer
We sleep in a heap on the floorOur bodies are declaring warKeep our eyes peeled on the doorMy body it lies like an archLike a bridge over yours in the darkAnd our hands they are tangled in twoThey're tangled into oneAnd I lie like a dead deerAnd I'm down in the cedarsAnd you lie through your clenched teethWith your maps, you retreaterAnd we talk through a mail truckThat is lost in our bad luckAnd you talk like a factoryBlowing smoke and interrupting meWell I guess this is itWe turn into dustThose things that we didWell we can never go backGuess we fade into blackAnd I know that you're dyingLetras de cancionesBy the way that you're lyingAnd you stand like a dead treeWith your leaves falling on meTook a backseat to an old meTook a deep breath when you told meThat you'd change you just to hold me
From Letras Mania