Epitaph 歌词

I'm blind and afraid The colors of this sound like a shape The feast of words you never could say And I'm torn apart In the Sun, there is red The epitaph of an old record player The sweetness in the salt of her hair And there's no decision I knew a girl once There were splinters from her thoughts Unless you knew a God With kindness in her heart You're a dark one With a knack for pushing boys off a cliff And the messy eyes of ink-splattered fits And it's all found in a page I need nothing more than my problems Just let me know when you've found them You've got mirth and I've got snow hands Eyes fell and haven't come up since Mary Dare me, scare me Oh Mary I know a place out beyond these pines Where the sky falls down with the cumulus cries A winter song for a January type I could tame my heart I could blind my eyes The river is an organ And the meadow is a church For a strange inclination That fortune is a curse I'm a cryptic writer I'm an ignorant fool I'm a poor excuse for poetry Trying to play it cool I'm just trying to play it cool I need nothing more than my problems Just let me know when you've found them You've got tact and I've got bravado I'm a ghost and you are a shadow I need nothing more than my problems Just let me know when you've found them You've got mirth and I've got snow hands Eyes fell and haven't come up since Mary Dare me, scare me Oh, Mary