letra de the saint - kat frankie
take me down from the old windmill
make for the south, i hear them still
shake out the awakening i call to you
why don’t you tell me you love me
carry me awake through sleep and fog
slip through cracks as language does
broken like a book, and i call to you
why don’t you tell me you love me
no, you go on ahead
’cause your companion sets my t–th on edge
my dear, do carry on
a thimble of faith from a faithless tongue
gone in the morning and drowning dark
sick to the skin, hollow heart
body like a bag, and i call to you
why don’t you tell me you love me
and if it’s a question of fiction, there’s nothing to face
i’m not the unknown religion, i’m nothing to face
i don’t want to fight, i don’t, don’t want to fight
i don’t want to fight, i don’t, don’t want to fight
don’t want to fight
no
you go on ahead
’cause your companion sets my t–th on edge
my dear, do carry on
a thimble of faith from a faithless tongue
my body’s burning
saint
saint
saint
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