Title Tracks - Cain And The Twigs lyrics

You received your final phone call At the murder of a brick wall Take your hands and wash the steps Grind your teeth and light the depths To find innocent pleasures You took inaccurate measures All of the windings you weathered Led to the end of a tether Does it sting when eyes go red Any more than unmade beds Steady tears untied a knot Guess you were born with all you've got To find innocent pleasures You took inaccurate measures All of the windings you weathered Led to the end of a tether What makes you run, empty one? You've just started what I already won She speaks in shibboleths With every vapor in every breath Like snakes are sibilant Keep wandering, sister of Seth Lunar landscapes make a home For all of those condemned to roam