Saddners - Muck

You're all I hold below
I'll never let you go
And though I'm often drawn
A round of awkward smiles

I'll brave the wave alone
As wires replace our bones

And these wires are all we have
We've made this muck our bath
And though we often drown
The scene becomes unsound
We chase the falling moon
To find the missing cow
And whilst we wait around
The silence fills the boom

Wish I was out of the muck and I could save you
Once you're caught up in to your neck then you're too deep
Hoping we're out of the woods soon to the clearing
But I fear the men and the dogs will hear as they're nearing
Stop trying to hit yourself to the ceiling
Stop trying to fix yourself
Stop trying to fix yourself you ain't healing

Written by:
Matthew Skinner, Peter Anthon

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