Lyrics Vanity Music - Hjaltalin

Vanity Music

I get these troubled thoughts
On tails and how they’re chased
You’ll settle down for one, or two
Two is really harsh, but by the time you get the craft
There comes a little tease for three
What a mess
All this love will soon be cherished
I promise I won’t go to four
I’ll weep until my eyes get sore
Tell me more, oh tell me more
There’s no need for crying
Love can be tiring thing
At least for those who rush and forget to feel the scent
Of lonely little birds in the spring
And the silly songs that they sing
Lyrics don’t apply when your heart is full of blood
Be gentle to the birds that pass you on your way
I could go on
Please then go on
Why don’t you go on?
There’s no need to go on
As when time is spent
All of the paths lead back to four
Don’t forget to weep
And count when they are torn
As for my part
I hope your eyes get sore