Story Behind The Song
My once love was fooling around with a friend of mine. The song is part fact and part fiction.
Song Description
He is wallowing and doesn't know what to do. He doesn't know how to become involved.
| Song Length |
3:45 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Pop - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Restless |
Subject |
Lies, Suspicion |
| Similar Artists |
Willie Nelson, Elliott Smith |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Dear future archaeologists, bear witness the eclipse of the son of sweet fervor. Drawn two minds into one. Eyes saw the blood let fires jilt through the heart like a dream. A clevor other sainted in her cloister hailing stomach suprime. How do I get out of this and have I means to be involved? I howl at their bodie's insists. Hear my plea to be involved. Can I enjoy a bird in flight? Bleeding fast until bled white. Several serpents streach a hight climbing through the night.