THEIR/THEY'RE/THERE LYRICS

"New Blood"

Sing (so softly) my name
like a sparrow's evening throat.
It closes up.
It closes on the winter weather.

You or I (or us) awake now.
Call in favors.
Call in, sick
Call for help
to settle scores for all things better.

You and I, alone.
Pillow-talking patience.
Evening operations
dissecting "you and I" alone,
just travelling through stations,
frequencies and faces.

It's always you and I alone,
along the cycles.
After all,
it seems our spare bedroom is cursed
for new blood well rehearsed
with something or someone to rise and recite what's worse.

Drift around the painted walls.
The keys don't work often if they work at all.
A dimly lit sigh of retail and red alerts
where the spare bedroom is cursed.
It's new blood well rehearsed
with something or someone to rise and recite who's worse.

Carefully select the next in line.
Carefully repeat or reconcile.
Carefully select the next in line.
Carefully repeat and reconcile.

It's always you and I, alone.
Pillow-talking patience.
Evening operations.
It's always you and I alone,
just travelling through stations,
frequencies and faces.
It's always you and I, alone.

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