B Is For Bethlehem lyrics

Song information

Artist: The Promise Ring
Album: Nothing Feels Good

Lyrics

Your neck is craned a lazy quarter of the distance down your back
Creating a reason for the blood to go there
To know now my only veins are your hands across my back where you're resting
Where you rest broke from the sins of our shoulders to struggle and end
Run its motors to waters and everything follows
Cried at the funeral because you can go anywhere to be hallowed by thy name
And mine name ours
I'm dying to try to stop the wind
Leave the leaves left and leave to be hollowed by thy name and mine name ours
It's hours to be where b is for bethlehem where jesus was a fisherman
I know he starts and finishes men but I don't know why
Jesus was a fisherman
Fishing men from the devil hands
So the devil was made red to live a damned life
And the red in your face is touchable to the blues and the muscles in a memory
Where I have lost my voice
And I smell like paste again where we'll be resting
When we rest
My bends bend my anchor to pull people out of the bible
To stand in the rain and be where b is for bethlehem