Prawn - Dialect Of... lyrics

You fled the first when you got wind of reason. I can’t blame you, I’d do the same if I could. You found forms, found ways that I have fled. I lost track when you walked in and you said, “It’s far fetched, it’s a plan That you have ingrained in your small head.” I found forms, found things you can’t hide. You found love in lust I’d rather not guess. You’ve gone foreign now. I dredged dirt straight out of the bay. I found words that you couldn’t say. You’ve got nerve to say I won’t hold you.