The Salt, The Saints, The Stirrups

Don't let it down now baby
You've carried it this far
You're just around the hill I see it
Walk to me thats all

Wind blew our house away
Theres nothing but the yard
We planted up a garden
From the doors and the broken barn

The Salt, the saints the stirrups tighten
As we till the ground
You look for ways to run away
And find more change to count

And we were two ways to love now baby
Skin and handsome lists
You made a million things
When I just wanted to be kissed
Id build a tower, honey
High above the ground
And wave to you across the sea
If you said you'd look around

You're between my paying hands
You're the Taj Mahal
I'll love you till I'm brittle boned
Until my body falls



Credits
Writer(s): Logan Bowden
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