Fall Bay
These denim jeans are washed out from the summer that we jumped into the water
You tore at the seams of the hollows of the ashtray, standing right next to your daughter
Your crimson lashes divide and melt, the sunlight rays upon your skin
Your tired limbs will ache until the time comes and your lips part, too thin
We are fragile and fleeting and t? in the gloom
Where the lights are too bright, in the air, in this room
We are vacant and fading, we're concealing it still
The mind is not a subtle place, it stings until it kills
You close your eyes, your tears resist
The vaguest? beauty in the mist
The melt will come back here, you stay
The woods will call, but please don't stray
You lose your fingers left in
When darkness falls, they know we should
The light with stomp upon your cove, the ivys prick, from skull to trove?
The beauty dwells upon your space
You close your eyes and? your face
You're 88,? dusk it filled with with tears, you filled with lust
We are fragile and fleeting, a tower of gloom
Where the lights are too bright, in the air, in this room
We are vacant and fading, we're concealing it still
The mind is not a subtle place, it stings until it kills
You close your eyes, your tears resist
The vaguest beauty in the mist
The melt will come but here you stay
The woods will call but please don't stray
The woods will call but please don't stray
End
You tore at the seams of the hollows of the ashtray, standing right next to your daughter
Your crimson lashes divide and melt, the sunlight rays upon your skin
Your tired limbs will ache until the time comes and your lips part, too thin
We are fragile and fleeting and t? in the gloom
Where the lights are too bright, in the air, in this room
We are vacant and fading, we're concealing it still
The mind is not a subtle place, it stings until it kills
You close your eyes, your tears resist
The vaguest? beauty in the mist
The melt will come back here, you stay
The woods will call, but please don't stray
You lose your fingers left in
When darkness falls, they know we should
The light with stomp upon your cove, the ivys prick, from skull to trove?
The beauty dwells upon your space
You close your eyes and? your face
You're 88,? dusk it filled with with tears, you filled with lust
We are fragile and fleeting, a tower of gloom
Where the lights are too bright, in the air, in this room
We are vacant and fading, we're concealing it still
The mind is not a subtle place, it stings until it kills
You close your eyes, your tears resist
The vaguest beauty in the mist
The melt will come but here you stay
The woods will call but please don't stray
The woods will call but please don't stray
End
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Jones
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