Better now I know you well at all
You might seek to breathe me when I talk
I will stare your madness in the signs
Skies are falling weakness in no time
But where you are, and where you roam
And where you're from is not to notice very well
Very well at all
Pick you up at seven or eight
Tell them yourself at Alderberry lake
Collecting beaches cemetery ark
Two hundred in mile into the stars
Over thirty feet long it was well
Ninety in the mire where you could sail
There uneven been upon way ours
One that stood between us in the yard
Writhing, shaking, when you're leaving
Piling all in, you're echoing
Half the nights in living promises
The night can rake me in
You're right under the skin
Writing promises
Your noise that you're making
By the stars, your ark
Uncollected all this time
The noise that you close around
Better now I know you well at all
You might seem to breathe me when I talk
I will stare your madness in the signs
Skies are falling weakness in no time
But where you are, and where you roam
And where you're from is not to notice very well
Very well at all