Romneydale 歌詞

Oh, pictures of Romneydale still surge through my brain The last lady standing there with her backwards name You could not say it forwards You could not give it a sound I stood there on my hiding day far outside of town And I lift my head Not to be fed Into her awful ground I'll be scattered like bees on vines With their own group mind When you're stuck in the pictures of you You're all wrapped up now In your new costume And the lights grow dim as You fade in your tomb The mirror is selfish it holds Onto you Will I ever be seen In a light that's true If my body leaves, is my soul made new? The name is backwards You cannot give it a sound Well, I'm over there I got a way to get home Again, I'm so fine When I get both Ends in Romneydale I'll be there on the rocks The jagged rocks, counting waves Across my animal sky Two birds always sing From the left And from the right Don't get close to one side Oh, when I die in the tide Where she dwells holding onto my body Will be my only hell