Testo
I'm a slow harp song
Plucked through an empty hall
A gentle ringing fever through a jawbone cradling palm
We move
As bows on low-toned strings
I've been lulled and resurrected and you've stretched me pink
Baby you know I'm no Atlas
I'd drop the whole world
For a second of your time
And you know lately I've been
Blue and sore and bleary
But I want you to take me down
Ohhh to your sinkhole love
I'll be dressed in red
You'll take me to the red room
With the skylight where there's
No light and the stars wane thin
Oooooh let me take your life as mine
Let me borrow your tomorrow and your every day
Baby you know I'm no Atlas
I'd drop the whole world
For a second of your time
And you know lately I've been
Blue and sore and bleary
But I want you to take me down
Ohhh to your sinkhole love
I melt like cinnamon wax
And you press me a stubborn bruise
In clouds of moonsmoke, in
Long hours of broken slumber that
Swallow me down, down, down
Ohhhhh Ohhhhh
Baby you know I'm no Atlas
I'd drop the whole world
For a second of your time
And you know lately I've been
Blue and sore and bleary
But I want you to take me down
Ohhh to your sinkhole love
To your sinkhole love
To your sinkhole love