FAIRWEATHER LYRICS

"I Dread The Time When Your Mouth Begins To Call Me Hunter"

I must confess that nothing's changed for now
While knives that line sweet conversations still
Find a way into our beds while we sleep

Can't you see that there's an ocean
That drawn a line, this time between
Our bodies and our minds
We look for ghost, and that's what we find

Will we bury who we loved
Or is the ground too cold to break?
Well we slept our way through knowing what to do

Thanks to Napoleon Solo for these lyrics

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