well its warmth and it is grace
that in your tender touch doth reside
I swore i'd up and give chase
at the first sign of our love's decline
for it gets warped, it gets weathered
and its sands are sifted
it exits in spaces hard to define
and it wells up in waves
and it ebbs and it lulls
just like anything that's swayed by time
and though you'd hardly raised your hand up to my face
it was just enough to give me sign
and though I'm loathed to be the one to put you in your place when enoughs enough, I guess that its time
(so it must be time to bring this back round)
and though your heart is beating faster than it was
and mine may well be slowing it seems
and then its: “get that away from me”!
so it must be time to bring this back round
Say what you will we will never get back to our old star...
oh man alive, we should never repeat what we've done...
screamed I've been blind and I'm dazzled by forms from the future...
but oh there's sweet repose, in your arms tonight:
where there's warmth and there is grace in our tender touch they reside
I swear I'd up, and I'd give chase
at the first sign of our loves demise
so it must be time, to call this one home
credits
from Scraps,
released April 12, 2012
Recorded Live at "Asociacion Cultural Mediodia Chica" as part of Colectivo ¡JA!'s Conciertos Minimos V.
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