Testo di The Volume Of Things

We shed our coats As the temperature rose like a lump in my throat A voice drowned out By the volume of things I won't talk about I held it down Held it down Turned it 'round Smoke me out Till the air is opaque like my mind in doubt I'll breathe you in Till we share this translucent skin Hold it down Hold it down Come around Come around The air in my lungs The wind in my sails Could take us back to where it began A version appeared Before I could form my own And buried deep in the tissue and the bone All this time I was weaving your words 'round my cold insides To keep me in Now the lasso is leaving I tore it out Tore it out Called it out Called it out The air in my lungs The wind in my sails Could take us back to where it began A version appears This one I can call my own Rebuild it now from the tissue and the bone