Broken Throat

Like swinging your arms in the dark to find out how the light sits
And stepping on roads like the legs of the friends that decided to stay in
And cursing real soft to yourself and to me how am i going to get to bed
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
We can press our hands til the fire reaches our front door

So i will keep this light lit low for you
When you stop your feet from running tired
Oh don't leave me god take me home
Oh don't leave me god take me home
We march in philistine synchronise back and forth
Saying I am waiting, I am waiting till my promise comes

Don't keep your mouth open so when you lay out on the floor
The water will fill up your throat when it falls from the firmiment
But bending again over rails with your friends only drowns out the helpfull noise
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
How long how long how long how long how long

So i will shake the boughs till you come down
Sending the birds into the airs like black fire up against the sun

Oh don't leave me god take me home
Oh don't leave me god take me home
Comes and it comes in the form of the voice he knows
Singing oh I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Someone has said in a song we could saw off that pearly gate
So that sooner than crying the most tired wings could shake themselves awake
That kind of talk only leads us to thinking a circle on the lawn
Where only the leaves and seeds and the grass will blow
singing oh I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

So i will sing and soothe with your head laid low
Cause in your sleep i heard you crying out

Oh don't leave me god take me home
Oh don't leave me god take me home
When i first saw it i still don't think i knew
So i'm just waiting, i'm waiting till my promise comes