Cheers to the furrows on our brow To each hard-won victory Cheers to the losses that grew us up Killed our pride, and filled our cup Cheers to the friendships
It was the year The crows and the locusts came The fields drained dry the rain The fields are bleeding "Daddy don't cry, it'll be alright" She puts
The lone woman stands in the turning December She's got ice on her lashes, white at her winter coat The trees stand like soldiers around her Dutiful
He got the droop of a fatherless child Almost imperceptible, one can't see it with the naked eye Oh but I can That cardboard lady in the corner store
cause the wild wind knows What we are Orphans, kingdoms Eat and drink, for tomorrow we die We will look our waker in the eye Raise a flag and then drink
We're adrift on a sailboat My love is the sea Yours is the horizon Constant and steady You set my limbs locked hard afloat Lifted my lonesome sails
Do do do do do do do do do do I wear a demeanor made of bright pretty things What she wears, what she wears, what she wears Birds singing on my shoulder
Before a neon night's lighting I'm right beside you The fire in motion The fire in motion The desert sun sinking Sleepy and low But we're just waking
Well the sun is surely sinking down But the moon is slowly rising And this old world must still be spinning 'round But I still love you So close your
(feat. Aqualung) So we're back here again Tip toeing round the edge of the end Wondering who will be last to admit That we're finally over Turned twenty
stand And our lives blow about Like flags on the land I don't know why our words are so proud Yet their promise soothing And our lives blow about Like flags
You got a quick snap-lock on your cold, cold heart You got your YSL kicks and a red birthmark In the shape of Canada That you try to keep a secret You
We're adrift on a sailboat My love is the sea Yours is the horizon Constant and steady You set my limbs locked hard afloat Lifted my lonesome sails The
wind knows What we are Orphans, kingdoms Orphans, kingdoms Eat and drink, for tomorrow we die We will look our waker in the eye Raise a flag and then
It was the year The crows and the locusts came The fields drained dry the rain The fields are bleeding "Daddy don't cry, it'll be alright" She puts some
The lone woman stands in the turning December She's got ice on her lashes, white at her winter coat The trees stand like soldiers around her Dutiful wooden
You got a quick snap lock on your cold, cold heart You got your YSL kicks and a red birthmark In the shape of Canada that you try to keep a secret You
