lyrics
When we met you were tying bows in horsehair,
motes in the air, golden in your mansion's stare
I defied it, I defy them all,
and they ask me how I got so low
I took a lover's oath
Your beauty is a divine virus
Tense and tired I've walked the stones of this new age
Electric sage. Imperial blaze. (You were just here)
On so many waves alone
with fumes and poems...
You put me so low
with my lover's oath
When the coast cities were lit and seized,
the map remade, new temporal key,
I pierced the line to find you
but in your broken flat only two ticket receipts
and a photo of you and her
Why must you put me down so low
with my lover's oath?
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Drifted,
released December 8, 2014
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