Tired Pony - Pieces
LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
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I see her from the deep garden
And her hair is soaking wet
The bedroom light is flickering
To the pounding of your heart
You close your eyes and count to ten
When they open you are steel
Slow your breathing down to meet
All the shadows and the ghosts
Pieces of your heart collapse to the sound of beating drums
You can't contain it anymore so just let the madness come
There's something in the way she moves that just terrorises you
You try to piece confusing clues together in your head
I see you there, shining like a beacon
(Fabric tears) Fabric tears, My love burns for you
(The end of me) The end of me is in there with you right now
(Car engine) Car engine, still too hot to touch.
You're married to her in your mind
And she loves you like a son