Long Bow

Sunday swan bog Sad day's father You can't be seen hot it makes sex defile If your true life's waiting and you can't sell the farm back Then you can't be homeless, well not too really long If you can't sleep then what will you dream Oh I miss me And it's hi-ho wind and everybody's near In an ostrich elevator and a book with dog ears In alone and fine Who read Steinberg dune bowl Jerome rat In the up alleyways and he never wears cologne And you see me down going sweater than a smile Now you greet the streets because your bed is on fire And you can't sway back, you can't Can't sway back, you can't Can't sway back, oh no you can't Can't sway back, you can't Pull me over tooth dust of the broom Just that 'fore you grow And you wanna climb into everybody's ear Suddenly climb into everybody's ear But it's not time just yet, yet It's not time just yet I know the saddest tree loves the human eye Does it sing you're alone again I want mornings with your come on please Let's go highlight Highlight Three, four I would love to be audio But the island you made would take an arrow in the sky And I've whittled the sticks and my love cannot miss For the long bow, pull tight Pull the long bow, pull tight It's a long bow, pull tight