Tilth

Hang on, hang on

Hang on, hang on, hang on

Low key vow in powdered dusk

Memory hums in corner dust

Shy joy under shattered glass

Will it last? Will it last?

Uh, brother weeps into the splice

Sister hums in signal lights

Mother stills the altar breath

Says she wishes I'd lie instead

You say you want epic

You say you want to try

I say we did it

I fear it's one more lie

So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

I've tried to fall in line

Uh, hang on her like heavy rope

Say we'll ride the thing with hope

Not like them, her mouth confessed

But I curled up in the yes