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I butter you with stars
I butter you with grass
I spread your earth all over the sky
Why can't I talk about you, dearly departed?
Why can't I talk about you, dearly departed?
Speaking ill of what we will
Love the lights
I turn you on, I turn you on
Because I can raise you, I can raise you
I can, I can, I will
When we run into a wall
I can take us through it all
Believe, believe it's true
Just look at how the moon stares at you
The sound of sleet
All hail, all hail
The sound of sleet
The touch of snow
The frozen grass
That's what we know
I can turn you on, I can turn you on
Because, love of the lights
I can raise you, I can raise you
I can, I will
The sound of sleet
The sound of sleet, it cuts my ear
When we run into a wall
I can take us through it all
Believe, believe, believe it's true
Just look at how the moon stares at you
The sound of sleet
The touch of snow
The frozen grass
That's what we know
Slowly we stop
Slowly we walk
The sound of sleet
The touch of snow
The frozen grass
Is all we know
I butter you with stars
I butter you with grass
I spread your earth all over the sky
Why can't I talk about you, dearly departed?
Why can't I talk about you, dearly departed?
Speaking ill of what we will
Love the lights
I turn you on, I turn you on
Because I can raise you, I can raise you
I can, I can, I will
The sound of sleet
The sound of snow
The touch of evil that we all know
Slowly we stop
Slowly we walk
Slowly
Written by: Brian Tristan, Mick Collins, Robert John Bertelli
