Peasants - Houses




I've been praying on my knees

And my eyes are dirty pages on the street.

And that bee sting on your heart

Won't stop the rain from coming down.

Tonight in this house we drown.



As I watch the stars align

And I keep the moon by my side

And as the fever starts to break

I'll dig a hole for you.

And it would bury us

While we turn into dust.



On the white wings of God.



I've been digging up the bones

And your body is a dirty ant hill on the lawn.

And I swear to God

You are my iron light

And I am your dark tonight.



As I watch the stars align

And I keep the moon by my side



And as the fever starts to break

I'll dig a hole for you.

And it would bury us

And we'll turn into dust.



On the white wings of God.



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