Obedear

I came down over the sleepy mountains where our Wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our Skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare Don't just wander back and forth and leave it Build it into pinnacles and shrines of some Some ghastly predicament of mine you'll find Leaves us plastered to a bed of hairs with Me all coiled up near the bottom with my chest unbared Oh, but dear, the sky is low Gather up its harm in gauze with grateful arms Oh, but dear, the sky is low Gather up its harm in gauze with grateful arms Oh, but dear, the sky is low, watch Fluent sea men rig their rudders, so they'll Graze it with their wind arrows Tis in the fathoms that-that they brush below-low Oh, my dreams come back to me Back to me, back to- Oh, my wrinkles build on me Build on me, build on- Oh, but dear, the sky is low Gather up its harm in gauze with grateful arms Oh, but dear, the sky is low Gather up its harm in gauze with grateful arms