I Am The Floorboards

Four falls, you came to me
In the winter like stolen silver
Columbus, I still wear your rings
And the ember strung along my neck singing

Come on, come on, come on, we got a lot to do
Come on, come on, come on, we got a lot to do
Come on, come on, come on, we got a lot to do, to do

And I've been thinning my blood just to find some sleep
But you're a skeleton key in hiding,
I am the floorboards, I walk slowly
I follow the dear tracks in snow
And in the distance I could hear you
The leaves are breaking, I heard you singing

Come on, come on, come on, we got a lot to do
Come on, come on, come on, we got a lot to do
Come on, come on, come on, we got a lot to do