Lyric Context Universe
'cause my head's a dictionary
of long spring days and the speech of crows
who themselves are mirrors of apprehension in the fallen sun
'cause my head's a dictionary
of long spring days and the speech of crows
who themselves are mirrors of apprehension in the fallen sun
you're wasting your time
giving me the speech
you try to
you're wasting your time
giving me the speech
you try to
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech
You'll be forgotten and gone
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech
You'll be forgotten and gone