Wolves
When love shares a secret with your heart
It doesn't matter, it falls apart
Like the flowers in the park
They are not mine they are ours
They are not mine they are ours
One by one they die
Like the light in your eyes
Like the flowers in the dark
Nothing can live without a spark
Nothing can live without a spark
Away, I'd rather run away
Then watch you in so much pain
But for now, I'll stay
It's the only way
I cut my finger on a thorn (so much pain)
I wake up dusty in the morn (so much pain)
And the wolves cease to weep
Only when I sleep
Fill the cup, it's morning and it's rough
I've got water my mind
And weed out the strange vines
Like the flowers in the rain
They drink away their lustful shame
And cool down their aching pain
Away, I'd rather run away
Then watch you in so much pain
But for now, I'll stay
It's the only way
I cut my finger on a thorn (so much pain)
I wake up dusty in the morn (so much pain)
And the wolves cease to weep
Only when I sleep
Away I'd rather fly
But I have no wings
So I'll have to sing
Gonna bathe the child
Gotta pay the band
It doesn't matter, it falls apart
Like the flowers in the park
They are not mine they are ours
They are not mine they are ours
One by one they die
Like the light in your eyes
Like the flowers in the dark
Nothing can live without a spark
Nothing can live without a spark
Away, I'd rather run away
Then watch you in so much pain
But for now, I'll stay
It's the only way
I cut my finger on a thorn (so much pain)
I wake up dusty in the morn (so much pain)
And the wolves cease to weep
Only when I sleep
Fill the cup, it's morning and it's rough
I've got water my mind
And weed out the strange vines
Like the flowers in the rain
They drink away their lustful shame
And cool down their aching pain
Away, I'd rather run away
Then watch you in so much pain
But for now, I'll stay
It's the only way
I cut my finger on a thorn (so much pain)
I wake up dusty in the morn (so much pain)
And the wolves cease to weep
Only when I sleep
Away I'd rather fly
But I have no wings
So I'll have to sing
Gonna bathe the child
Gotta pay the band
Credits
Writer(s): Martha Wainwright
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