Band of Horses Our Swords

Tekst piosenki

Out on the wall sounds of banging
Is constant coming from your head
And desperate the calls came and
Ringing from those wanna wring your neck
Your neck

Open your mouth sounds of breathing
Found it spilling from your face
Best to be dim to the humble of
Traffic stepping on your name

Count on us all falling our own swords tonight

Chilling walk home down the portions
Roads there leading straight to your place
Look like the tin can with swallows the kitchen
Plugging up your space

Count on us all stepping on our own toes tonight

Count on us all stepping on our own toes
Count on us all to fall on our own swords tonight