Sarah Polley - Boy lyrics

Boy is breaking now He wonders how Anyone ever left this emptiness She stands like a queen Beautiful and mean Sweeps of silver space with him golden rings Maybe he's like me Lost making tea Think the straining leaves him hear him please Always on the farm Missing screams and those Solitary swords meant to break the fears Trying not to yawn Nowhere for season's charms We had invitations to join the feast feast feast