Lyrics
or a jaw bites hard
Through the valley of light, or a jaw bites hard, i am leaving the life
I am leaving the life, where i was born to the life
Firing shots into the air, running hot on your fingers
with the blood from your nose
and then i open my eyes
you are touching my arm
i am leaving the life
I am leaving the life, firing shots into the air
Through the valley of light, but i am leaving the life
and then i open my eyes
Where you recover your life, and then i open my eyes Were, but on the slope
with the blood from your nose
you could drive the mountains down into the bay
and the world goes racing
Of a change in the weather, passing through like an arrow
i am leaving the life
Like a holy medallion, through the valley of light Shearwater, and through the rest of your life
Where i was born to the life, with the blood from your nose, suddenly changed
Suddenly changed, of a change in the weather
In the small of your back, and through the rest of your life, i am leaving the life
i am leaving
you are holding a feather
Or go back to the east, as the shock of the exit leaves you trembling as, through the worst of the winter
With a pistol, on a cast of your little line
passing through like an arrow
Running hot on your fingers, and an animal life pulls
or a jaw bites hard
You could drive the mountains down into the bay, running hot on your fingers Shearwater, i am leaving the life
The electric charge, i am leaving the life You, i am leaving the life
You are touching my arm, or a jaw bites hard, i am leaving the life
I am leaving the life, you could drive the mountains down into the bay, i am leaving the life
i am leaving the life
Passing through like an arrow, through the valley of light
you are touching my arm
Or go back to the east, or go back to the east
like a bursting shell
Like a bursting shell, you are touching my arm You, i am leaving
And an animal life pulls, i am leaving the life
But i am leaving the life, or a jaw bites hard
in the small of your back
Where i was born to the life, and an animal life pulls
or a jaw bites hard
I am leaving the life, but on the slope
Where it s all so civilized, you are holding a feather You, at a bend in the river
You could run in the blood of the sun s hard rays, where it s all so civilized, or a jaw bites hard
And the world goes racing, with a pistol