Brandon Pfeiffer - Woven Wood lyrics

woven wood with blue with feathers and a neck like no other knowing the hands of never known to know the world of unknowingness stepping the light of a thigh in the wait for maybe to self precurse curling the legs of anonymity until you drink the dark unto yourself well i would stay up late for you and i would get up early too and i would stay up late for you to sit right next to me freshing the days of nightlife wherefrom we often get our days on and spoiled hunting finding weeping shelving the flavors of your kind you can close and shall listen without telling the gray of money dressing back in softness crowing waits the mind of constant motion