His Rope Songtext
von Burial + Four Tet + Thom Yorke

Here′s a tiny piece of you I saved
I'll wait ′til the birds singing
I cut a rope, step out
In an instant it's all over
I'm done

Here′s a tiny piece of you I saved
Just enough rope
Just enough rope
Sex and death
Total self-destruction
Turn your body over
To me


Still awake in the morning mist
Grab me some grace
Grab me some grace
You don′t have to worry
Forgiven and forgotten
Move on

Here's the tiny piecе of you I saved
Maybe tomorrow
In another city
Whеre they don′t know our name
Drips of honey
Eyes dilate
We're losing our way
Between