Spitshine Sonata lyrics

Song information

Artist: The Bled
Album: Pass The Flask

Lyrics

I lost my voice in the fire
I burned my eyes staring at your eclipse

I was just a child
My father's favorite
My father's favorite
Such delicate arms keep reaching toward the horizon

As we keep starving for this beauty
We are sick with distance
Starving for this beauty
We are sick with distance
Starving for this beauty
We are sick with distance
We are sick with distance
We are sick with distance
We are sick with distance

You keep me on my knees, waiting for, waiting for
You keep me on my knees mummified in your arms
You keep me on my knees, waiting for, begging for
This is the last chance that you will get to say my name into his chest

I lost my voice in the fire
I burned my eyes staring at your eclipse
I was just a child
My father's favorite
Such delicate arms keep reaching toward the horizon

Only the deaf find peace
Only the blind won't reach
Only the deaf find peace
Only the blind won't reach