On the Swing Songtext
von The For Carnation
On the Swing Songtext
We fall through the trees
Arriving in the kitchen
Too late for the stew
Plucked clean
Feathers beside
Hands joined at the table
I tuck them away
Recline for the evening
With papers so thin
Offering explanations
I know they′re not true
Take hold
Cause I'm near the loose one
When the wind blows
Our time has come
Arriving in the kitchen
Too late for the stew
Plucked clean
Feathers beside
Hands joined at the table
I tuck them away
Recline for the evening
With papers so thin
Offering explanations
I know they′re not true
Take hold
Cause I'm near the loose one
When the wind blows
Our time has come
Writer(s): Brian Mcmahan, Douglas Mccombs, John Herndon, John Weiss, Michael Mcmahan, Tim Ruth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
