[Verse 1]
I whisper the tongue - like an old friend
I cherish my time, here - alone
I wait in the eyes of the passing night
To help me laugh brushfires again
By the swallow's sleeve, I'm a new hand
Cutting out the shapes that burn me
I can touch the mouths of these child gods
And these true minds that hurt man
[Chorus]
And the will - will go up
To the crashing sails
And the crushing wails
Of my old pen
This wind screams - while I'm asleep
And dreams that these white eyes
Will smile again
[Chorus]
And the will - will go up
To the crashing sails
And the crushing wails
Of my old pen
This wind screams - while i'm asleep
And dreams that these white eyes
Will smile again
I whisper the tongue - like an old friend
I cherish my time, here - alone
I wait in the eyes of the passing night
To help me laugh brushfires again
By the swallow's sleeve, I'm a new hand
Cutting out the shapes that burn me
I can touch the mouths of these child gods
And these true minds that hurt man
[Chorus]
And the will - will go up
To the crashing sails
And the crushing wails
Of my old pen
This wind screams - while I'm asleep
And dreams that these white eyes
Will smile again
[Chorus]
And the will - will go up
To the crashing sails
And the crushing wails
Of my old pen
This wind screams - while i'm asleep
And dreams that these white eyes
Will smile again
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