These Miles - Winter At the Seams Lyrics
Here's your discontentDon't pretend that all your ideas come throughDon't pretend that all your ideas come throughWelcome back to the foldHere's to saving ourselves, lovely though it seemsHere's to saving ourselves, winter at the seamsFragile, little foolsFor all, leave these schoolsFutile, drop their toolsTake them to the estuaryTake them to the estuaryTake them to the estuaryTake them to the estuaryAnd drown themI loathe what you've done with this foolTheir life is shorterI love what you've done with this foolThey could fail so much betterFragile, little foolsFor all, leave these schoolsFutile, drop their toolsTake them to the estuaryTake them to the estuaryTake them to the estuaryTake them to the estuaryAnd drown them (Take them to the estuary)And drown them (Take them to the estuary)And drown them (Take them to the estuary)And drown them (Take them to)And drown