Feet Asleep

(álbum: We Brave Bee Stings and All - 2009)

Talked soft
So you'd fall asleep
Cook you dinner
But you would not eat
Your sharp mouth forgets when you swore
God damn, you wouldn't do it again
But I
Bend back
With an eye
Full of mud
And I take it on the chin
And then I patch you up

But all these years, my feet asleep
Move them around
That they might breathe
And oh, so little time
Ah ah ah, I have grown old
This shop, this shop and all it holds

Come back to see me
I know they have a rainy season
Come back to see me
I know they have a rainy season

You
You are mine
So I never would mind
I work my arms so hard
Just to give you an airplane ride

And all these years, my feet asleep
Move them around
That they might breathe
And oh, so little time
Ah ah ah, I have grown old
This shop, this shop and all it holds

All these years, my feet asleep
Move them around
That they might breathe
And oh, so little time
Ah ah ah, I have grown old
This shop, this shop and all it holds