Fire On Fire - Haystack lyrics

Sitting in this bedroom, i'm losing headroom Peelin' off the labels and gluing em' back on the table The pupils have gone away today, to bed To who knows where Cut gla** shines bronze today Making maps out of habits and all my dreams have turned to static Spinning in my cocoon, i'm waiting on the full moon Like a wolf in the corner thinning with hunger Like a secret on the tongue I'm dying for a listener Holden, cramped to tears Hidden in a box A mossy green carpet to swallow dripping thoughts There's so many, so, so many ways in which to feel the sun There's so many, so, so many ways in which to feel the sun Autumned forth forced and nervous, a single line to fall An acrobat's burning stomach, turning burning holes in the air (and i know what it's like to have needles and knots) After sunlight late night flashing white smell of smoke We'll knit our bones... They'll craft a slumber party of strangers Serving loss from a campy urn Oh they'd be stewed, the marching band is furious To taste the sweat of our meat And with sir han at daybreak, a light amidst some rain Since you've been gone My mind is dirtless My dreams are fruitless My bed is loveless There is so many, so, so many ways in which to feel the sun There is so many, so, so many ways in which to feel the sun