Their/They're/There - New Blood Lyrics
Sing (so softly) my nameLike a sparrow's evening throat.It closes up.It closes on the winter weather.You or I (or us) awake now.Call in favors.Call in, sickCall for helpTo settle scores for all things better.You and I, alone.Pillow-talking patience.Evening operationsDissecting "you and I" alone,Just travelling through stations,Frequencies and faces.It's always you and I alone,Along the cycles.After all,It seems our spare bedroom is cursedFor new blood well rehearsedWith something or someone to rise and recite what's worse.Drift around the painted walls.The keys don't work often if they work at all.A dimly lit sigh of retail and red alertsWhere the spare bedroom is cursed.It's new blood well rehearsedWith something or someone to rise and recite who's worse.Carefully select the next in line.Carefully repeat or reconcile.Carefully select the next in line.Carefully repeat and reconcile.It's always you and I, alone.Pillow-talking patience.Evening operations.It's always you and I alone,Just travelling through stations,Frequencies and faces.It's always you and I, alone.
