You spoke and broke for something less
Who were you to make this mess
Who were you to try to stand
A flyer who could never land
Yes the thief of me was you
And I’d been catching all you threw
The car engine stopped but we kept on going
Far in the rocks and far in the snow, we, oh
We might be foreigners and we might lords
But who are we to draw our swords?
We might be criminals and we might saints
It’s something we lost, it’s something we gained.
I bite the words, they come undone
It's twisted tongues and paper lungs
Who was I to make amends
With something I knew would not bend
It tastes like dirt inside my head
I try to swim but drown instead
The boat still rocked but we kept on floating
Somewhere we could not come home from
We might be foreigners and we might lords
But who are we to draw our swords?
We might be criminals and we might saints
It’s something we lost, it’s something we gained.
You stood right there, like you were staring at the dark
You disappeared, still strong, still sealed inside that car
We might be foreigners and we might lords
But who are we to draw our swords?
We might be criminals and we might saints
It’s something we lost, it’s something we gained.
We might be foreigners and we might lords
But who are we to draw our swords?
We might be criminals and we might saints
It’s something we lost, it’s something we gained.
credits
from Twisted Tongues and Paper Lungs,
released August 19, 2014
Brenn Shipman - Vocals, Piano
Kyle Stocksdale - Vocals, Guitar
Jessica Pennington - Djembe
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