Mount Moriah - Rosemary lyrics

Mouths of ovens and moths University, bring me anything Summer spent kicking rocks Tan lines and failed geography Block of white-noise hiss Box fans propped and the basement filled Wheeling and dealing, J.S You'll never get to be still Baby's down on the bend Laying around the cement stoop Leaving me flowers and lead Saying Ocracoke, Manteo, too A timid debonair Alms, almsgiver of the East End Disintegrate, disappear You'll never get to keep this Nothing was easier than Rosemary Back when your knees would buckle in for me Pretty boys swinging from balconies All those bottles landing at our feet Now you work on the coast Prepping beds and tucking strangers in Hunt me down like a ghost Calligraphy on letterhead You know we came so close Almsgiver of the East End Nothing was easier than Rosemary Back when your knees would buckle in for me Pretty girls shuffling down Pritchard Street Trying to climb onto those balconies Nothing will keep you from remembering What it once felt like under East End heat Those summer nights you moved so willingly But we saw only what we chose to see