Lark
This is a lark this is a larger monster
Loving you like you love a good fight
These unkempt yards make it hard and harder
You rake the leaves as if to say you won't stay
Take out your knife
Cut deep and wide
If you've got to let it bleed
This is a lark this is a darker feather
You make the flight to make it right
It's not a show of bleeding hearts
Buried in the dark above our homes
Sleep away the night the day
Steal away to a corner of this maze
Sleep away the night the day
Steal away to a corner of this maze