mewithoutYou - Messes of Men
a unnecessary dying, Like the horseshoe crab in its proper season sheds its shell. Such distance from our friends, Like a scratch across the lens, Made everything look wrong from anywhere we stood. And our paper blew away before we'd left the bay. So half-blind, we wrote these songs on sheets of salty wood. Caught me making eyes at the other boatman's wives, And heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by their daughters. I'd set my course for land, but you well understand, It takes a ...
Author: dcd392; Tags: me without you messes of men brother sister
