Last night's bug bite
Burned a memory here
Flushing into a scar that lingers
Until the end of the year
Lights rise, our eyes have adjusting to do
Wipe the mud from filthy feet and
I'll do the same for you too
Take my hand, watch the sparrows descend
In the darkness we have time to pretend
Night retreats, we'll get back on our feet
Leave the winter behind
As we head towards the eve
Each day you say, how did we get this far?
I saw all of the country moving
From the back of the car
Damp ground surrounds
All the places we run
What if we could just float above it?
Trading place with the sun
Take my hand, watch the sparrows descend
In the darkness we have time to pretend
Night retreats, we'll get back on our feet
Leave the winter behind
As we head towards the eve
Ohhh...
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