Late March, Death March - Frightened Rabbit




I cursed in church again, and the hand-claps all fell quiet

I watched the statue of you cry

The candle is blown, so we start the black march home

Through a stale and silent night



There's a funeral in your eyes and a drunk priest at your

side

Staggering sermons never wash

There's no reproach, from the lit touch paper booth

Got stubborn and marrow and bastard bones

Should we just get home, sleep this off

Throw some sorry's and then, do it all again, well...



Folded arms clutch on his side

The bridge is out and the river is high

This is a march death march, march death march

Yeah, there isn't a God, so I save my breath

Pray silence for the road ahead

And this march death march, march death march

Yeah I went too far



As we walk through an hour long pregnant pause

No grain of truce can be born

My bridge is burned, perhaps we'll shortly learn

That it was arson all along



Can we just get home, sleep this off

Throw some sorry's and then, do it all again.

Well like father said, less heart and more head

So unfurrow that brow, and plant those seeds of doubt, oh



Folded arms clutch on his side

The bridge is out and the river is high

And this march death march, march death march

Ahh, there isn't a God, so I save my breath

Pray silence for the road ahead

And this march death march, march death march

The dead balloons and withered flowers

Sorry cannot save me now

And this march death march, march death march

Think I went too far



March death march, march death march

I went too far

March death march, march death march

Well, I went too far, I went too far

I went too far, I went too far

I went too far, I went too far

March death march

I went too far



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