Sodastream - Record lyrics

All of your letters in me My feet are swollen From the trouble here The trouble lately We'll make it by the boatshed We'll make it by the stream And i hang my name Just for the record All over me But it's all been arranged But it's all been arranged Pretty head down on my pillow And i won't be this happy again All of my sickness in you I heard you stumbled By the stranger here The stranger lately I met him at the main house I met him on the street And he hurled my name With many fingers All aimed at me But it's all been arranged But it's all been arranged Pretty head down on my pillow And i won't be this happy again