Moving you from your chosen seat's like
Rolling away the stone
Queen Anne's lace so delicate and quiet
Hands are green from trying to pull you up
But you can't feed someone who isn't hungry
Or has no taste for you.
and there's some sorts of food that you must eat with company
And this is one of those afternoons
Moving you from your chosen seat's like
Opening cathedral doors.
Two feet wide and 10 feet high
Holy faces smile down from the wood
Sincere as a mountain
But just as tired
You'd sooner stay where you are
Cause you can't feed someone who isn't hungry
Or has no taste for you
and there's some sorts of food that you must eat with company
and this is one of those afternoons
It's breathing behind me,
I'm too scared for moving
It's like running through water
It's like getting you going
You can't feed someone who isn't hungry
Or has no taste for you
And there's some sorts of food that you must eat with company
And this is one of those afternoons
- 专辑:Blue Cotton Skin
- 歌手:Petracovich
- 歌曲:Company