Califone - Wingbone lyrics

fill my belly with your whisepering some barely on the

thread

orange sound water sworn and cotton fire cold light

swallowing

your song

pasture moonlight newborn legs

let the constellations drop crack

your scorn water your

grave only when you're half erased forget

your lines

bed of nails sharpening the edges of your grace

cold

light sifting through lift the shade and let the night

in

carry your bed on wingbone legs let the

constellations drop water

your scorn and crack your grave

sharpening the edges of your

face lost a day a bed of nails

lost your lines only when you're

wrecked only when

you're half erased the loneliness aside it's

alright