A garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness on me I must rip out of the twines of the times that still bind me
Spend my whole life on trying Trying to compare to nothing there
Mmm I know your voice through the noise of a million doves crashing I hear the words as the wings and the metals are thrashing
Lost and found in a feeling that I can't explain It goes so deep that I wonder if it has a name It's fearless and obsessed And it's chasing me all the way around
Lunatic a little pick of damage and fiesto Oh I've been a prize of the lies of the world from the getgo
But you see past pretending That ever could scare you
Lost and found in a feeling that I can't explain It goes so deep that I wonder if it has a name (name) It's fearless and obsessed And it's chasing me all the way around
And thousands of red shifts That I hardly accept what this means
Oh I'll never fit in the box of the girl you call tame
Lost and found in a feeling that I can't explain It goes so deep that I wonder if it has a name (name) It's fearless and obsessed And it's chasing me all the way around More from Charlotte Martin