Salt

(альбом: Argonaut - 2014)

And nothing will grow, here, now

I ripped out the roots and I salted the Earth
I was hasty and hateful, it brought out the worst
Weighing in on my conscience as dead as a stone
Solitary detachment like I haven't known
The gossip and whispers all carried your name
The passive aggression, deception relayed
Now I guess that I'm paying for playing my part
You emptied me out when it hit it here hard

And nothing will grow, here, now
Oh, no, no nothing will grow, here, now
Nothing will grow, here, now
Nothing will grow, here, now

The seeds that I sow go to waste in the dirt
Buried attempts to ammend all the hurt
And I could tell by the contact
You've made up your mind
Thoughtless, I want this to burn less
I'm willing to take some time

And nothing will grow, here, now
Oh, no, no nothing will grow, here, now
No no no no
Nothing will grow, here, now
Nothing will grow, here, now

Oh, no, no nothing will grow
No, no nothing will grow
No, no nothing will grow here, now uh