Your mother wades in the sea She keeps her eyes fixed on me Her hands are cold and the Sun arcs low as it bleeds Into the sea Your sister’s heart made of dust Can’t tell love from power and lust Her head is high and the Clouds are low and they weave Into the sea I’m done It’s fine I’m not their son A brother a friend or anyone And it kills me to think Of your mother her daughter and their sins Just be fine with everything Our baby watches you bleed Your father washes us clean His hands are worn but his Heart is strong and he breathes Into the sea I’m done It’s fine I’m not their son A brother a friend or anyone It kills me to think Of your mother her daughter and their sins Just be fine with everything I guess I’ll grab my coat The walls are thin and cold With the fear of growing old Can’t drink the water in this house Tastes like iron in your mouth Whether flood or whether drought Look in my eyes Am I blue blooded enough To eat with them to share with them a cup The ruling class of gossiping and salt I’m Done It’s fine I’m not their son A brother a friend or anyone Oh and it kills me to see Your Mother her daughter and their sins Just be fine with everythingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
