Testo di What Is This Unto

Sixty-four years and a string on my finger No epitaph is carved, just a name and a number Can't focus on the moment here might I remind her Our parents all cry but I don’t really miss her Lying to ourselves now aren't we, brother? Your golden hair cascades the hollow shelter What is this unto? If I have to mirror my heart to you What is this unto? I can't help but feel like my love is Lured her down, with soil and flowers I lift my gaze away, let my stomach turn sour Sixty-four years is just around the corner Can’t afford to lose my day just ‘cause some girl's life is over Giving into my corroding virtues I'm terrified just hearing someone speak the truth What is this unto? If I have to mirror my heart to you What is this unto? I can't help but feel like my love is (new) I feel like my love is new Can't help but feel like my love is I feel like my love is I feel like my love is doomed