1.Tender Bones
2.Steep
This could be our last resort
Lets cut these limbs that weigh us down
The spies hide out in smoky leaves
Our love is sweet espionage
My temper flares with moves off course
Romance misplaced in busy days
The night sinks like stones in this dirty gut
That haunt with the ghosts our bodies make
And I swing sweet
And skim these streets
That hold me in one piece
And dismiss these spells
Of wishing wells
Whose costs on me
Have been too steep
3.Burrows
4.Darcy
Here, we're hanging on to feeling lost.
Tied to and subtle
Now, we find it hard
To keep on living large.
Stunts and five-year plans
Won't really take you far.
Now, we work til dawn
Through stubborn yawns.
Tied to anxious thoughts
That push you on.
Now, we find it hard
To keep on living large.
Stunts and five-year plans
Won't really take you far.
Hence, the come and go
That lessons stick around.
They'll drag you from your
Hiding places underground.
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