Letra de Ailleurs

See an absorber resist the wringer Not much for palaver & barely a singer Throw a dart at the map, set sight to where it falls With years in the rear view & ears in the walls Slowly, lowly, my oh my only Slowly but surely the sling is slackening Reduced to a sketch with breath into frost Or something to etch in a lingering pause Defaulting to solo, collusion is risky Though each is to follow a neat slug of whiskey My fingertips dimpled from quills at your core O sanguine seeping, six drops shy of a pour Slowly, lowly, my oh my only Slowly but surely the sling is slackening Slowly, lowly, my oh my only We'll be there soon my dear We'll be there soon my dear, we'll be