Bloodhound کے بول

My bloodhound baying at your door The wild grass overlapping your front porch The sound of scratching claws trimmed short Keeps you buttoned up on the floor And you're reduced to howls And I'm not there to drown them out Swallowing up the room Letting yourself down Darling, I'll be fine (The hiccups my mouth emits) I've left behind my calluses (This solicitude I won't forgive) I'll be whatever you like (All of this inside my head) I'll be whatever you like Your seafaring love to the shore When the tide came in there was nothing left But an albatross hanging from my neck And just as you could not contain the sea You could not contain me