The Army The Navy - Fruit For Flies

Play The Music

I'm incomplete
You summon me into
The other room
You like the view and i like the music

Showering steep
Mountains of sleet onto
The open road
I can't control the way that it falls

I couldn't speak
The quiet of defeat it moves
The concert hall
I've seen the show and i wrote the music

Fragile in sleep
A tug of the sleeve
We built a broken bridge
Then drove on it

Eyes glued to my fingers yours burned into my head
When i played my music you didn't care for it
Our sheets and pillows on the lawn
You're immortalized in every sword i draw

What comes to me is mine
What comes to me is mine
What comes to me is mine
What comes to me is mine
Oh what comes to me
What comes to me
Is mine
Oh what comes to me what comes to me
It's all mine
It's all mine
It's all mine
It's our mind, it's our mind, it's our magic

Credits
Writer(s): Maia Ciambriello, Sasha Goldberg
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