The Acorn - Plateau Rumble lyrics

Lay another doubt to the pile And keep it at your feet The faces come in and out Nothing familiar in awhile It didn't take that long To move from a to b Shakes him from your feet Though it would appear from your smile That heaven was in reach Swallow then spit it out A market of pa**ion in denial Precious noise of wounded boys in heat They fall apart apart as Sunday's girls recede Oh you'll long to be Where the water-way retreats And shakes hands with the sea