365 - Waxahatchee

365

Waxahatchee

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365 days

Tell me you're a wounded soldier

Ya ain't had much luck but grace is

In the eye of the beholder

And I had my own ideas but

I carried you on my shoulders, anyways

And I stop picking up all your phone calls

Take a shot at decency

If I heard your voice on the other line

Unceremoniously

The shadows of a lie or

A state of emergency

I've been run down

I catch your poison arrow

I catch your same disease

Bow like a weeping willow

Buckling at the knees

Begging you please

If you fly up beyond the cosmos

It's a long way to fall back down

You always go about this the wrong way

And I'm too weak to just let you drown

So when you kill, I kill

And when you ache, I ache

And we both haunt this old lifeless town

And when you fail, I fail

When you fly, I fly

And its a long way to come back down

365 days

Tell me I'm your lucky charm

We defy gravity again

Somehow make it out unharmed

And I have my thoughts about it but

I carry you in my arms, anyways

- It's already the end -