keepin' the wolves at bay. when there's rust in the leaves it's a sign that the moods gonna change
and come pick a fight. so i'll wrap my self up in my jacket and gloves. disguised in the hide of a cow
as if my skin weren't enough
to protect me from the elements. fighting and shouting above
bursting apart like a landmine
everything seems to uncork and fester like wine. loosen the strings on the boat
i try to unwind but my minds spinning out now. i'm still shooting blind
and i hit things occasionally
but in fear. the need to be tougher than any man alive. as if my skin weren't to cloak me from the storm. and i need your hands
to lie here in this ground. and i need your heart here
so i can hear the sound
of my own. mistrusting my lucky stars
burned out but i still think they're shining. like an ocean of watches and clocks they tell different times. you give me your match
you give me a choice
and our secret is silent
it's still at night. i could scavenge around watching the woodland. the keys to keeping the calm. but my minds not enough to keep my soul calm
'till one there's more messenger gone. like a rusty blade to keep the wolves at bay. and i need your hands here
to lighten this ground. and i need your heart here
so i can hear the sound. i need your hand here
to lighten this ground. and i need your heart here
baby
so i can hear the sound
of my own.