William Fitzsimmons


William Fitzsimmons

There's fortune in the furlough
And on the other side
Wrap ourselves in blankets
The coming of a bridge so wide, so high

It's murky in the meadow
As we draw in the lines we threw
And leveraging the ledgers
Forgetting all the blood we drew

But what I do remember
What I do remember is you

It's hollow in the harvest
What I've lost I count for gain
Filling up the firmament
Visions of the one you gave away

Encontrou algum erro na letra? Por favor, envie uma correção >

esta música

Ouça estações relacionadas a William Fitzsimmons no Vagalume.FM

Mais tocadas de William Fitzsimmons