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