Worn out, brazen lost lovers holding on reached for his tin, hide all your secrets in born under covers
Heaven as lead
Poisoned your parents bed
Hanging on

The house spills it’s cowards out
My heart pulls his colours out
To sea
Calling his name given yesterday

Shed the skin the same
To have our own truths
Had our own secrets too
Guiding us through

If I held you again
Like all women
Lay the same way
Course crossroads they’d win

Written for other men’s history
Page turns the same
In truth, given into, truth, the spell’s all your into