Testo: Frightened Rabbit. The Winter Of Mixed Drinks. Yes, I Would.

My cry for a fistful of sand
Breeds silence

Hold me, i'm folding, I can't see land
The world just blinks

Lead me, I'm stupid from a lesson learned
You've learned nothing

You told me to get lost to find myself

And first it bleeds then it scabs
I feel like I've been filling up

Ooh change if you can't be bound
Oh o-oh
Ooh o-o-ooh, yes I would

Believe me now
Yes I would
And I can't sink now
Ooh o-o-ooh, yes I would

Well what if I am never thrown that bone
And what if this tear in my side just pours, and pours, and pours

I wonder if you've noticed that I'm not around

The loss of a lonely man never makes much of a sound

And first it bleeds then it scabs
I feel like I've been filling up

Ooh change if you can't be bound
Oh o-oh
Ooh o-o-ooh, yes I would

Believe me now
Yes I would
And I can't sink now
Ooh o-o-ooh, yes I would

Believe me now
Yes I would
And I can't sink now
Ooh o-o-ooh, yes I would

Believe me no-o-ow
Yes I would
And I can't sink now
Ooh o-o-ooh, yes I would

Believe me now
Yes I would
I just can't sink now Ooh o-o-ooh, yes I would