Carpet Of Horses lyrics

Lit deep, tin drops Half the lights, shot out The roof of your mouth Back in your hollow, odd habits, odd Lidded, stoned and guarded You never take that face down anymore Fever to sand, surgery lights Head full of sin, shot out Absinthe stutter, heaven knows Needles off the sand Carpet of horses from the plane Shade fell Shimmering flies in the pauses at your table The flesh on your back, sparrows swallow Scratch their way down into you Lidded, stoned and guarded If you let it in Fever to sand, surgery lights Head full of sin, shot out Absinthe stutter, heaven knows Needles off the sand Carpet of horses from the plane...