Cheyanne

He's lying through his mothers teat
So what?
The sky is always falling on us
Me, the proverbial man behind the jalousie
Of course you'd send me to my knees

You've been howling at the moon
Sent it charging through my tomb
What's a year or ten?
Cheyanne

A felon in our story is all I see
With yet another starling to be
(And) with little to no guts, well then a poor man's joy
'S when others harvests are being destroyed

You've been howling at the moon
Sent it charging through my tomb
What's a year or ten?

Aren't we lucky to've been shown
Let this vessel take us home
What's a year or ten?
Cheyanne



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