I see his eyes moving away from me
oh no is this another albatross
he knows he holds dominion over me
but what I gain is worth the cost
we share the cold embrace of cousins
I wonder if I’ve seen him somewhere else before
and as I wonder at his ancestry
I miss the meeting by the door
And in the telling of the story
I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase
I read his lips and I see glory
but what I hear is be afraid
so from the fog of every morning
until the heat of day is still
I watch the clock as it turns backwards
I see the water run uphill
And in the telling of the story
I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase
I read his lips and I see glory
but what I hear is be afraid
And in the telling of the story
I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase
I read his lips and I see glory
but what I hear is be afraid
wye oak lyrics
I see his eyes moving away from me oh no is this another albatross he knows he holds dominion over me but what I gain is worth the cost we share the cold embrace of cousins I wonder if I’ve seen him somewhere else before and as I wonder at his ancestry
I miss the meeting by the door
And in the telling of the story I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase I read his lips and I see glory but what I hear is be afraid
so from the fog of every morning until the heat of day is still I watch the clock as it turns backwards I see the water run uphill
And in the telling of the story I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase I read his lips and I see glory but what I hear is be afraid
And in the telling of the story I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase I read his lips and I see glory but what I hear is be afraid