Councillor

Lay down He might come Hear the dearest threats All young Exercising taste Oh, that feels wrong Know me as the best You've ever loved Never hurt Till a throne Far from home An awful long Only lone So how this pour Down on all his fours Retched with the words you've never heard Full grown and fearless No, those arms I cannot find the face Who owns them Dream me off all this And I'm done Hollow as the best Ever had For the first Till a throne Far from home An awful long So how this pour Down on all his fours Retching with the words you've never heard Full grown and fearless