Anguish comes to halter!


Called to see
If your back
was still aligned
And your sheets
Were growing grass
All on the corners of your bed

But you’ve got too much to wear
On your sleeves
That has too much to do with me
And secretly
I want to bury in the yard
The grey remains of a friendship scarred

You told us of your new life there
you got someone coming ’round
Gluing tinsel to your crown
He’s got you talking’ pretty loud

you berate remember
Your ailing heart and your criminal eyes
You say you’re still in love
If it’s true, what can be done?
It’s hard to leave all these moments behind

Called to see
If your back
Was still aligned
And your sheets
Were growing grass
All on the corners of your bed

But you’ve got too much to wear
On your sleeves
That has too much to do with me
And secretly
I want to bury in the yard
The grey remains of a friendship scarred

You tested your mettle
On doe skin and petals
While kissing the lipless
Who bleed all the sweetness away

Its “The Shins” again my dear!

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