Letra de Lark

This is a lark, this is a larger monster Loving you like you love a good fight, These unkempt yards make it hard and harder You rake the leaves, as if to say you won’t stay Take out your knife Cut deep and wide If you’ve got to let it bleed This is a lark, this is a darker feather You make the flight to make it right It’s not a show of bleeding hearts Buried in the dark above our homes Sleep away the night the day Steal away to a corner of this maze