MORNING DEW

You'll feel better in the morning

When the icicles go

I ain't give you a warning

But your eyes should've known

She never love me in the morning

Nah, our old souls let the horns in, made of

Icicles glowing inside your mouth

Oh, groan

Time, must you slow

When conflict grows?

She felt better in the morning

With the icicles gone

Dewdrops over mourning

Was the price for our song

It's good weather, but it's pouring soft and slow, yeah

Old souls flicker dormant

Good light, bitter coals end in smoke

What can I do for you

My lover?

You had my heart

You had my heart

What more can I give?

What more can I give?

Oh, no, no

We're not going nowhere

There's no way to simplify

This last goodbye

We're too faded